Careful What You Hunt, Lest You Catch

I Used To Write In A Local Coffee Shop, But There Was Another Guy, Another Writer, Who Kept Sitting In My Favorite Seat. I Would Show Up, And He Would Be There, And I Would Get Exiled To A Couch Or Something, And It Would Throw Me Off My Game.

The Process Of Learning Is A Nonstop Orgy Of Wonderment.

I Feel Very Conscious Of My Influences. T.h. White Is Very Important For Me.

I Think For A Long Time, I Was Paralyzed By Some Of My Hopes And Ideals For What My Life Was Going To Be Like. I Had This Perfect Vision Of How My Life Should Go, But It Seemed - It Was - Impossible To Realize, So I Sat Around For A Long, Long Time Doing Almost Nothing At All.

It Turns Out That There Is Something That Can Compete With Free: Easy.