Just Write Every Day Of

Joy Is The Grace We Say To God.

All You Umpires, Back To The Bleachers. Referees, Hit The Showers. It's My Game. I Pitch, I Hit, I Catch. I Run The Bases. At Sunset, I've Won Or Lost. At Sunrise, I'm Out Again, Giving It The Old Try.

With A Book Tucked In One Hand, And A Computer Shoved Under My Elbow, I Will March, Not Sidle, Shudder Or Quake, Into The Twenty-first Century.

There Is No Future For E-books, Because They Are Not Books. E-books Smell Like Burned Fuel.

Creativity Is A Continual Surprise.