He leaned back and smiled. "Yes, New York can do that to people. What kind of change?"
"I don't know, but it'll come to me."
"Maybe I can get you some money on the next one - but I don't want to see it until it's finished."
"I don't need it. At least I don't think so."
Looking back, I now realize that that was the statement that made it work, our relationship. I wasn't then a real writer. I was honest. Most real writers refuse nothing with dollar signs on it; they can't afford to.