I get lots of strange writing requests, but the most bizarre one arrived recently: Write the biography of a guy who doesn’t exist. My mind went into overdrive and I called in Sheryl for a consult. Here’s Phillip’s story: The 30-something has three college degrees, distinguished parents, a wife of Swedish Nobel lineage and he’s breaking new entrepreneurial ground brokering deals in drone delivery technology. The wine connoisseur and philanthropist hangs at the microbrewery his college chum launched. He has two dogs: a mutt and a Husky. I’m meeting him at the Brew-ha-ha next week for drinks. Please join us.