clinger, and she looked at it and said, okay, i'm going to read this.r the weekend, came back, caught me up after class that monday, and she said to me, ellis, i'm going to give you an a234 this course, but i'm not capable of judging this material. send it to a professional. i'm going a professional what? i'm a kid from chicago. i didn't know professional writers. she said send it to this writer gwyn blacks. -- brooks? do you know know her? i said yes. i sent it to her, i'm this kid, bundling up any script, and i send it in to this brooks person who all i knew about she had won a pulitzer prize and was somebody important, and several weeks later, i get a call. i'm, of course, living with my parents. i got a call at home, and it's brooks on the other end of the phone saying, ellis, you have to come talk to me, and i did. she was teaching at a college called northeastern university, north shore of the chicagoment i took three busses to meet her. she was the most gracious individual you can imagine. she sat me down in front of the big desk and had scrawled