Disbelief Is Catching. It Rubs Off On

The One Sure Way I Can Dishonor Myself Is By Worrying About My Reputation.

Plot Is No More Than Footprints Left In The Snow After Your Characters Have Run By On Their Way To Incredible Destinations.

I'm Being Ironic. Don't Interrupt A Man In The Midst Of Being Ironic, It's Not Polite. There!

Ah, Art! Ah, Life! The Pendulum Swinging Back And Forth, From Complex To Simple, Again To Complex. From Romantic To Realistic, Back To Romantic.

How Working For The Wrong Motives Poisons Our Creativity And Warps Our Ideas Of Success And Failure.