Ol’ Blue Eyes. Swoonatra. Chairman of the Board. The Sultan of Swoon. Frank Sinatra had a lot of nicknames throughout his life and storied career, but the thing that sticks with me is his rendition of the Paul Anka-penned song “My Way.” (I like Elvis Presley’s version better, but that ‘s neither here nor there.) I don’t intend to make the song my motto or anything, but I’ve decided to ditch
some a lot of the “rules” and do it my way.
One thing I won’t quibble with (and yes, that’s grammatically incorrect, but I’m doing this my way) is that those of us who write for a living must keep learning how to make our Continue reading