I Just Want People To Remember Me

Ideas Are Born From What Is Smelled, Heard, Seen, Experienced, Felt, Emotionalized.

The Writer's No Different. When He's Rejected, That Paper Is Rejected, In A Sense, A Sizeable Fragment Of The Writer Is Rejected As Well. It's A Piece Of Himself That's Being Turned Down.

Writers, Like Most Human Beings, Are Adaptable Creatures. They Can Learn To Accept Subordination Without Growing Fond Of It. No Writer Can Forever Stand In The Wings And Watch Other People Take The Curtain Calls While His Own Contributions Get Lost In The Shuffle.

This Is, If Not A Lifetime Process, It's Awfully Close To It. The Writer Broadens, Becomes Deeper, Becomes More Observant, Becomes More Tempered, Becomes Much Wiser Over A Period Time Passing. It Is Not Something That Is Injected Into Him By A Needle. It Is Not Something That Comes On A Wave Of Flashing, Explosive Light One Night And Say, 'huzzah! Eureka! I've Got It!' And Then Proceeds To Write The Great American Novel In Eleven Days. It Doesn't Work That Way. It's A Long, Tedious, Tough, Frustrating Process, But Never, Ever Be Put Aside By The Fact That It's Hard.

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