National Novel Writing Month begins in 12 days – but who’s counting?
About a year ago, some friends of mine (with writerly connections) established a restaurant in my neighborhood. Their presence in our ‘hood was highly anticipated, and we residents watched assiduously and patiently while they turned an old laundromat into an eatery. They opened one day to little fanfare, and with a limited menu, but for a week they were packed to the gills with friends and neighbors.
Then they closed for two days. The “soft launch” was over. They re-opened to reviewers and the general public with a full menu and all the managerial kinks worked out.