For years, Rudy North woke up at 9 a.m. and read the Las Vegas Review-Journal while eating a piece of toast. He was in his early 30s when he started working for the paper as an editorial assistant in 1985. On scraps of paper and legal notepads, he jotted down thoughts sparked by his reading.
For years, Rudy North woke up at 9 a.m. and read the Las Vegas Review-Journal while eating a piece of toast. Then he read a novel—he liked James Patterson and Clive Cussler—or, if he was feeling more ambitious, Freud. On scraps of paper and legal notepads, he jotted down thoughts sparked by his reading.