Back in November, did you ever find yourself curious about the creator of National Novel Writing Month? Who would do such a thing?
I had loved the anthro major as an undergrad, but by 1999 I was beginning to wish my parents had browbeaten me into becoming an accountant. Or a trapeze artist. Or something more practical. Instead, I had become The Creepy Guy Who Graduated Four Years Ago Who Sits Alone in Caffe Strada All Day Reading. Somewhere in that haze of aimlessness and espresso, a very dumb idea was born.
A great article by the amazing individual who managed to turn sitting in Caffe Strada all day into a world-famous endeavor. As for me...I wish I'd had an idea like that four years out of Cal. I'm almost five years overdue. I guess I just left the cafe too early.