Why Anyone, By Dying, Should Thereby Be

It Takes A Certain Amount Of Guts To Go To Your Class Reunions.

I Haven't Ever Found Any Great Writing On That Wonderful And Often Unappreciated Art Form, The Insult.

Every Writer Knows That Unless You Were Born Gifted With Either Supreme Confidence Or Outsize Ego, Handing In Your Work Holds, In Some Cases, Admitted Terror. If That's Too Strong, At Least Fairly High Anxiety.

Perhaps The Saddest Irony Of Depression Is That Suicide Happens When The Patient Gets A Little Better And Can Again Function Sufficiently.

Coming Up Through The Ranks Of Any Calling Can Be Rough, But That Battered Soul Who Survives The Early Years Of Courting The Comic Muse Comes Close To Knowing What Only The Soldier Knows: What Combat Is Like.