Endings Are Elusive, Middles Are

The Writer Is One Who, Embarking Upon A Task, Does Not Know What To Do... Writing Is A Process Of Dealing With Not-knowing, A Forcing Of What And How.

Now It Is Necessary To Court Her, And Win Her, And Put On This Clean Dressing Gown, And Cut My Various Nails, And Drink Something That Will Kill The Millions Of Germs In My Mouth, And Say Something Flattering, And Be Witty And Bonny, And Hale And Kinky, All Just To Ease This Wrinkle In The Groin. It Seems A High Price.

The Best Way To Live Is By Not Knowing What Will Happen To You At The End Of The Day.

Is It Permitted To Differ With Kierkegaard? Not Only Permitted But Necessary. If You Love Him.

"how Does One Conquer Fear, Don B.?" "one Takes A Frog And Sews It To One's Shoe," He Said. "the Left Or The Right?" Don B. Gave Me A Pitying Look. "well, You'd Look Mighty Funny Going Down The Street With Only One Frog Sewed To Your Shoes, Wouldn't You?" He Said. "one Frog On Each Shoe."