Chapter 34: Showtime
October 30, 2015
I made enough time to write in the early mornings and afternoons, and sometimes when I didn’t spend nights with Carl in his place. I kept up with my responsibilities as a critic, crafting five or six critiques a week while under Carl’s care. I loved judging other writers’ works, learning about the craft, enjoying my time behind their words, and expressing my opinions about their short stories and novels.
And while I worked, or crafted, yet another mystery in my spare time, I knew that Carl was busy at a job, pounding nails, measuring wood, building a deck, a tree house for a wealthy family on Sutner Street, or additions on houses. Carl was always busy in the field, crafting as I had crafted, except with different tools.
Once, I hunted him down at h
