Dear Mom and Dad,
I’m going to go live in a brothel now. Don’t worry — just as the landlord. William Faulkner told me to.
PS: Sorry for robbing you and drinking all your whiskey. I’m just trying to be a good writer.
xoxo.
Note: This is completely fictional. But, Faulkner’s 1956 interview poses an interesting question: What is the best type of job for a writer to hold to earn some income while working on a book?
Stephanie Nikolopoulos 
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