Reading Stephen King's Book, On

In The Back Of My Mind Was The Constant Hankering, Almost Yearning, To Write But Something Always Stopped Me In My Tracks. Or If I Did Find My Way To Put A Pen To Paper Or Finger On A Keyboard I'd Give Up After A Few Minutes. I'd Find Other Things To Do: Anything But Writing.

Reading Stephen King's Book, On Writing, Was Like Being Cornered And Forced To Have A Long, Drawn Out Mental Enema.

Krishna Children Were Taught That In The Spiritual World There Were No Parents, Only Souls And Hence This Justified Their Being Kept Out Of View From Others, Cloistered In Separate Buildings And Sheltered From The Evil Material World.

It Was Not Uncommon For The Children To Be Told They Were Being Treated This Way Because It Was Their Bad Karma And They Must Have Hurt A Child In A Past Life.

If You Really Want To Write, Then Shut Yourself In A Room, Close The Door, And Write. If You Don't Want To Write, Do Something Else. It's As Simple As That.