Where Is Michelle Scorziello?
In search of Medium’s finest…
It was one of my angry pieces about Brexit Britain.
I had, as usual, attacked the English working class as being profoundly stupid in letting their political overlords hoodwink them into voting against their interests.
Among the comments, was someone who gently remonstrated with me, which made it impossible for me to react as I normally would.
Now who was this individual?
And there began my friendship with this extraordinarily and extravagantly gifted writer.
You must know that a huge part of the attraction of operating in this space is getting to read and learn from other players and the subject of this article has taught me so much about our craft.
It is no exaggeration to state that I wouldn’t have attempted to write satire without haven’t picked up a few cues from our protagonist.
And Michelle has been central to my evolution as a writer here.
Describing her as something of a polymath is no hyperbole: there aren’t too many here who can claim to have written compelling material about James Joyce, James Baldwin, Malcolm X, modern British history, Boston, cats with the same verve and brilliance.