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H O T E L L O S T
The hotel was nowhere, off a road I had never been down in a place I had never known existed. It was a far fetch from paradise. The road I drove in on felt like a crease yet to be ironed out. The kind of place you end up when you stop paying attention to exit signs. The hotel felt convenient, in that way. Placed for folks too lost to turn back, too far gone to make sense of where they went wrong.
T H E W R I T E R
There were dozens of writers just like him that sat in that very same chair in front of the agent. Young, inexperienced, pompous, and willing to do anything for a lucky break. Chandler, Spillane, Hammett—those were the names they aspired to be like. The agent promised their names on the cover of books—he promised them exposure, and while he lied about almost everything, there was some truth to that promise. Go into your local corner store and there you’d find 'em on the dime-shelf racks, next to the comics and the magazines.