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If You Go Too Far In Fantasy And Break The String Of Logic, And Become Nonsensical, Someone Will Surely Remind You Of Your Dereliction....pound For Pound, Fantasy Makes A Tougher Opponent For The Creative Person.

Really Now, Search Your Soul, Lovie-is The Vampire So Bad? All He Does Is Drink Blood.

…they Think Of Suicide As A Quick Route To Oblivion, An Escape. Far From It. It Merely Alters A Person From One Form To Another. Nothing Can Destroy The Spirit. Suicide Only Precipitates A Darker Continuation Of The Same Conditions From Which Escape Was Sought. A Condition Under Circumstances So Much More Painful.

I Could Never Write About Strange Kingdoms. I Could Never Do Harry Potter Or Anything Like That. Even When I Did Science-fiction, I Didnt Write About Foreign Planets And Distant Futures. I Certainly Never Did Fantasies About Trolls Living Under Bridges.

I'm Sitting In My Office Trying To Squeeze A Story From My Head. It Is That Kind Of Morning When You Feel Like Melting The Typewriter Into A Bar Of Steel And Clubbing Yourself To Death With It. (“advance Notice”)