Here's how it starts:
Trent held out the manuscript in mid air, no malice, only realism in his voice. “Did you ever think about who’s going to publish this? I mean, for starters, is it fiction or non-fiction?”
Martin looked down at his runners. They were adorned with flecks of red paint. “I’m not sure.”
“Well, that’s my point; if you’re not sure, what’s the reader supposed to make of it?” Again he waved the manuscript at his friend, inviting him to take it back, which reluctantly he did. “Look, it’s not that you’re not a good writer…”
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