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I Wish You Good Writing And Good Luck. Even If You've Already Done The Good Writing, You'll Still Need The Good Luck. It's A Shark-filled Lagoon Out There. Cross Your Fingers And Watch Your Back.

I Write As If I've Lived A Lot Of Things I Haven't Lived.

Genres Aren't Closed Boxes. Stuff Flows Back And Forth Across The Borders All The Time.

My Own View Of Myself Was That I Was Small And Innocuous, A Marshmallow Compared To The Others. I Was A Poor Shot With A 22, For Instance, And Not Very Good With An Ax. It Took Me A Long Time To Figure Out That The Youngest In A Family Of Dragons Is Still A Dragon From The Point Of View Of Those Who Find Dragons Alarming.

There Were A Lot Of Gods. Gods Always Come In Handy, They Justify Almost Anything.