People like to perpetuate the idea of creativity as a result of divine inspiration followed by a burst of manic, late-night work, completed in a garret during a thunderstorm. But it's less poetic than that.
Arrived home from my "business trip" in "Kansas City." If my wife knew that I was really at the Double Tree Times Square, asking the concierge to book me into Y---- and Brasserie G----- under "my name," she'd be hysterical.
Spurred by a recent debacle on Australian television program "Hey Hey It's Saturday," black-face people worldwide are stepping forward and demanding they be treated with the respect and equality they deserve.