This Is The Biggest Mistake A Writer Can Make

Slow progress is still progress

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My first job was at McDonald’s. I was 16 that year and so excited to get a job I applied on my birthday — forgoing a sweet sixteen celebration.

I don’t think you’re supposed to, but I loved it, especially when the restaurant was packed—the faster-paced, the better. I just knew in my teenage heart my first paycheck would be at…