It’s no big secret that some of the greatest writers throughout history have also been some of the greatest imbibers of spirits (read: drunks) — and while I’m not here to suggest that talent lies at the bottom of a bottle, the fact remains: Sometimes writers just gotsta grab a drink. They’re full of angst and feeling and, well, apparently liquor, and every now and then that mixture necessitates a break with a firmly-grasped tumbler in a dimly-lit bar. Read the rest of this entry »