I'm Dense When It Comes To Discouragement.

I Think My Prose Reads As If English Were My Second Language. By The Time I Get To The End Of A Paragraph, I'm Dodging Bullets And Gasping For Breath.

My Writing Has To Support More Than My Research Habit, But I Love To Curl Up With A Book About Some Dusty Corner Of History.

Im Always Trolling For Trivia.

It's Possible To Become So Comfortable With One's Style And Structure That One Ceases To Grow.

That Bedrock Faith That I Could Write Was What Blinded Me To Attempts To Discourage Me.