Writing With No Inhibitors
by Rita Robinson
My daughter’s junior high school teacher was checking at the counter when I paid for two confession magazines that carried articles of mine. He had taken a summer job to ease the nearly three-month school vacation from teaching.
As he picked them up to scan, he asked, “Do you read these things?”
“Nope, noooo, ahh.” And then I mumbled. “I only write for them.”