There’s an oft-used saying among authors: Sometimes you have to kill your darlings. Appropriately enough, in this case, the originator of that phrase was Southern writerly icon William Faulkner. Although best known for the works he produced from his home in Oxford, Mississippi, Faulkner got his writing career started in New Orleans, renting a room in the French Quarter near St. Louis Cathedral on a street called, ironically, Pirate’s Alley. The building where he lived is now Faulkner House Books, and it just happens to be the setting of one of my own “darlings,” a scene that got killed as Royal Street went through the revision process.
But now you can read it–just click on the tab above! Note for those who haven’t read Royal Street: this is a spoiler-free scene.