Chapter 1: Finding Home
As he drove his aging green Jaguar through the Hollywood Way gate and onto the Warner lot, a bit of movie business folklore bounced through Henry Wearie's head: If you have a hit when you're young, you'll never leave. The business was full of homemade salami like that. Because most everyone was flying blind, any ten-cent aphorism that had been around for a while took on an air of biblical infallibility.
The Jaguar was about two dings away from being a used car that once was fashionable. Henry didn't need reminding that he was once a fashionable writer who came to work through this gate every day. The...