What A Hideout: Holiness Lies

Write About Winter In The Summer.

There Is Neither A Proportional Relationship, Nor An Inverse One, Between A Writer’s Estimation Of A Work In Progress & Its Actual Quality. The Feeling That The Work Is Magnificent, & The Feeling That It Is Abominable, Are Both Mosquitoes To Be Repelled, Ignored, Or Killed, But Not Indulged.

People Who Read Are Not Too Lazy To Turn On The Television; They Prefer Books.

I Wake Expectant, Hoping To See A New Thing.

All My Books Started Out As Extravagant And Ended Up Pure And Plain.