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Get A Day Job, Make Your Money From That, And Write To Please Yourself.

Y Is For Yggdrasil. The Legendary Nordic Ash Tree With Its Three Roots Extending Into The Lands Of Mortals, Giants, And Niflheim, The Land Of Mist, Grows In Wisconsin. Legend Has It That When The Tree Falls, The Universe Will Fall. Next Wednesday, The State Highway Commission Comes Through That Empty Pasture With A Freeway.

My Philosophy Of Life Is That The Meek Shall Inherit Nothing But Debasement, Frustration, And Ignoble Deaths.

I Have No Mouth. And I Must Scream.

Any Writer Who Pretends To A Disaffection For Recognition, I Think They're Being Duplicitous.