The Cleanest Souls Are The

Agents And Publishers Only Want One Thing - Good Writing.

Literature Is Claimed To Be A Mirror Of The World,” I Said, “but The Outlanders Are Fooling Themselves. The Bookworld Is As Orderly As People In The Realworld *hope* Their Own World To Be—it Isn’t A Mirror, It’s An Aspiration.

To Each Our Own Hamlet.

Death, I Had Discovered Long Ago, Was Available In Varying Flavors, And None Of Them Particularly Palatable.

Were You Listening To A Word I Said ' 'i Kind Of Switched Off When You Drew Breath.