They say that everyone in New York City is just waiting tables or driving a bus or working as a stockbroker until they can make it on Broadway.

That’s not entirely true. After all, I’m here, and I’m just working as a paralegal until I can make it as a writer.

Ever since I was a kid, I’ve loved the stories. Reading them. Writing them. I’ve sold a few of them, but over the past few years, I’ve become a bit frustrated with trying to get my stories out in the traditional way. Stories languish for months or years while I walk the labyrinth of submissions and rejections. Thank the Muses that I live in an era where I have other options to bring my stories to an audience.

So that’s what you’re going to see if you read this blog: the stories I make up, the stories I live, and the things that inspire me to write them.

Plus the occasional thoughts on movies, music, politics, New York life, writing as a process, etc., that you get on every blog, but that didn’t fit into the dramatic reveal very well.

Enjoy.  Literary agents, movie producers and anyone else who might like to contact me can reach me at rmkeville at gmail dot com.

(By the way, that Broadway thing? Sometimes, it really does happen. There’s this place at 51st and Broadway called Ellen’s Stardust Diner, whose gimmick is that the waitstaff all sing while you eat. Many of said waitstaff have worked on Broadway before and will again, and work at Ellen’s between gigs to keep their skills sharp – and because even when you’re living the dream, it probably won’t make you rich.)



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