Michel Sabbagh
Getting The Memo
Eleanor Saravak studied the three news story drafts spread across her wooden desktop. Each one of them sported its own headline. Headlines that ought to boast so much bite and venom they may as well leap off the page and send folks six feet under.
Not that Eleanor joined the news biz to do her readers in or feed them dreck made of letters put together.
Not that Eleanor joined the news biz to do her readers in or feed them dreck made of letters put together.