Superstition, Like True Love, Needs Time To

I'd Been Raised By My Parents To Believe Barfing Your Feelings On Other People Was The Height Of Impoliteness.

‎if You Want To Be A Writer, You Must Do Two Things Above All Others: Read A Lot And Write A Lot…reading Is The Creative Center Of A Writer’s Life…you Cannot Hope To Sweep Someone Else Away By The Force Of Your Writing Until It Has Been Done To You.

When The Dawn Was Still Long Hours Away, Bad Thoughts Took On Flesh And Began To Walk. In The Middle Of The Night Thoughts Became Zombies.

The Sun Was A Molten Coin Burning A Circle In The Low-hanging Overcast, Surrounded By A Fairy-ring Of Moisture.

You Are The Grim, Goal-oriented Ones Who Will Not Believe That The Joy Is In The Journey Rather Than The Destination No Matter How Many Times It Has Been Proven To You.