Reading Is Alive And Well And Will

The Problem I've Always Discovered In My Own Work When This Kind Of Thing Happens When You Hit The Wall Is There's Almost Always A Reason. You've Almost Always Made A Mistake In The Initial Conception Of The Project. You Misapprehended Something Or You Thought Something Would Work And Now You're Three Quarters On The Way Through And You See That It Doesn't Work.

Don't Wait For Someone Else To Validate You. Validate Yourself.

I Was Keenly Conscious Of The Comrades-in-arms Who Had Fallen With Me. A Bond Surpassing By A Hundredfold That Which I Had Known In Life Bound Me To Them. I Felt A Sense Of Inexpressible Relief And Realized That I Had Feared, More Than Death, Separation From Them. I Apprehended That Excruciating War Survivor's Torment, The Sense Of Isolation And Self-betrayal Experienced By Those Who Had Elected To Cling Yet To Breath When Their Comrades Had Let Loose Their Grip.

The Last Element In Drama Is High Stakes. War, Of Course, Is Life And Death - Survival, Not Only For The Story's Characters, But Often For The Society Itself. That's Why I'm Drawn To Stories That Are Built Around Wars, Even If They're Not Technically "war Stories."

When We Sit Down To Work, We Become Like A Magnetized Rod That Attracts Iron Filings. Ideas Come. Insights Accrete.