The Gradual Geometry of Light
The first compromise was the smallest thing. It was 1987, and David Keller was thirty-four years old, a screenwriter who had moved to Los Angeles from Ohio seven years earlier with a degree in English literature and a conviction that the movies he loved could be written by someone like him. He had been wrong about that, mostly. But he had been right enough to get an agent, and right enough to...
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