Writers Turn Dreams Into Print.

I Was Born To A Woman I Never Knew And Raised By Another Who Took In Orphans. I Do Not Know My Background, My Lineage, My Biological Or Cultural Heritage. But When I Meet Someone New, I Treat Them With Respect.... For After All, They Could Be My People.

Character Consists Of What You Do On The Third And Fourth Tries.

About A Billion Years Ago, Long Before The Continents Had Separated To Define The Ancient Oceans, Or Their Own Outlines Had Been Determined, A Small Protuberance Jutted Out From The Northwest Corner Of What Would Later Become North America.

As A Younger Man I Wrote For Eight Years Without Ever Earning A Nickel Which Is A Long Apprenticeship, But In That Time I Learned A Lot About My Trade.

If A Young Aspirant Had A Modicum Of Skill And A Busy Typewriter She Or He Would Sooner Or Later Get A Foothold In One Of The Magazines And A Leaping Start On The Ladder Upward.