The night of my tiny book launch, I was already jittery. Then I saw the marquee: My punk-rock nemesis was having their own book party, in a giant theater, literally across the street.
I, too, lived in Mt. Pleasant in 1990, but I was completely ignorant of the scene that was apparently happening all around me.
A special time and place for sure!
why not say who this nemesis is? I liked the piece but am frustrated by this unnecessary bit of coyness.
I understand, and you're not the only one. This is a work in progress, and sometimes the feels take their time to be known.... Thanks for piping up!
I, too, lived in Mt. Pleasant in 1990, but I was completely ignorant of the scene that was apparently happening all around me.
A special time and place for sure!
why not say who this nemesis is? I liked the piece but am frustrated by this unnecessary bit of coyness.
I understand, and you're not the only one. This is a work in progress, and sometimes the feels take their time to be known.... Thanks for piping up!