That Country Whose People Are Autumn People,

Plot Is No More Than Footprints Left In The Snow After Your Characters Have Run By On Their Way To Incredible Destinations.

Write What You Love And Love What You Write.

The Answer To All Writing, To Any Career For That Matter, Is Love.

Why Then You're As Mad As Me. No, Madder. For I Distrust 'reality' And Its Moron Mother, The Universe, While You Fasten Your Innocence To Fallible Devices Which Pretend At Happy Endings.

..holding A Book But Reading The Empty Spaces.