This is phenomenal. The person the great Mr. Serling is referring to is Hemingway. "There is nothing to writing. All you do is sit down at a typewriter and bleed."
Writerly praise from a great writer! Makes my day that you picked up on that! I wrote that in '71 in Cincy, got on the radio, started gigging on weekends. Road bands, wasted days and wasted nights.. and i see our time is up.
Joe,
We loved walking around Santa Monica, wonderful street performers on that pedestrian mall, many of those were taken on the pier, where the homeless are part and parcel of the scene. Just wish it didn't take 90 minutes going to W. Hollywood, and 30 minutes back after 9 PM. We loved the Georgian Hotel, built in 1933, for tourists in the height of the Depression.