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Begin To Wonder What You Do Write About. Or If You Have Anything To Say. Or Even If There Is Such A Thing As A Thing To Say. Limit These Thoughts To No More Than Ten Minutes A Day; Like Sit-ups, They Can Make You Thin

Surrealism Could Not Be Made Up. It Was The Very Electricity Of The Real.

Decide That You Like College Life. In Your Dorm You Meet Many Nice People. Some Are Smarter Than You. And Some, You Notice, Are Dumber Than You. You Will Continue, Unfortunately, To View The World In Exactly These Terms For The Rest Of Your Life.

You Know, As Fiction Writers, If Our Instincts Are Off, We Can't Pay Our Bills.

Those Are The Love Killers. They Love You And Then They Kill You. They're From Another Planet. Supposedly.