Good Writing Is Essentially Rewriting.

I Cannot For The Life Of Me Understand Why Small Children Take So Long To Grow Up. I Think They Do It Deliberately, Just To Annoy Me.

I Don't Care If A Reader Hates One Of My Stories, Just As Long As He Finishes The Book.

Of Course They're Real People. They're Oompa-loompas...imported Direct From Loompaland...and Oh What A Terrible Country It Is! Nothing But Thick Jungles Infested By The Most Dangerous Beasts In The World - Hornswogglers And Snozzwangers And Those Terrible Wicked Whangdoodles. A Whangdoodle Would Eat Ten Oompa-loompas For Breakfast And Come Galloping Back For A Second Helping.

Of Course Not. You Can't Have A Family Hanging Over You Like A Bunch Of Old Dead Goats. No Offense.

The Witching Hour, Somebody Had Once Whispered To Her, Was A Special Moment In The Middle Of The Night When Every Child And Every Grown-up Was In A Deep Deep Sleep, And All The Dark Things Came Out From Hiding And Had The World All To Themselves.