A Horse Is Wonderful By Definition.

But I Don't Read Or Listen For Pleasure. I Have Too Much Else To Do.

One Thing You Who Had Secure Or Happy Childhoods Should Understand About Those Of Us Who Did Not. We Who Control Our Feelings, Who Avoid Conflicts At All Costs, Or Seem To Seek Them. Who Are Hypersensitive, Self-critical, Compulsive, Workaholic, And Above All Survivors. We Are Not That Way From Perversity, And We Cannot Just Relax And Let It Go. We’ve Learned To Cope In Ways You Never Had To.

All Things Make Sense; You Just Have To Fathom How They Make Sense.

Here's A Secret: Fictive Text Doesn't Necessarily Flow Easily. Most Of The Time It's More Like Cutting A Highway Through A Mountain. You Just Have To Keep Working With Your Pick, Chipping Away At The Rock, Making Slow Progress.

One Reason I Don't Suffer Writer's Block Is That I Don't Wait On The Muse, I Summon It At Need.