My father, who’d actually begun his writing career as a young Stars and Stripes reporter during WWII and ended up a highly respected military historian in the Air Force, often told me, “Writing is 1% inspiration, and 99% perspiration. Nothing beats attaching the seat of your pants to a chair and pounding out your story until you’ve got it right.”
That viewpoint was hammered home to me by a literary agent here in San Antonio in the late 1970s. I saw him at a writers’ conference, and signed with...