Golf: A Metaphor For Writing—Good and Bad
For some inexplicable reason, at the age of 52 I have decided to try my hand at golf. I have never really played golf—maybe the miniature kind now and then, and I think once like 15 years ago I might have played a round of actual golf really poorly. So believe me when I say, I suck at it. I’ve been hitting a local golf range for about two weekends now as I am in no way ready to actually play the game of golf. Still, I’ve been going on each weekend morning around 6:45 a.m. to hit a couple …