He Was Like Me - A Kindred

I'm Me, And I'm Here, And I'm Writing.

Not Everyone Has Been A Bully Or The Victim Of Bullies, But Everyone Has Seen Bullying, And Seeing It, Has Responded To It By Joining In Or Objecting, By Laughing Or Keeping Silent, By Feeling Disgusted Or Feeling Interested.

No One Was Going To Stop Me From Writing And No One Had To Really Guide Me Towards Science Fiction. It Was Natural, Really, That I Would Take That Interest.

If You Want A Thing--truly Want It, Want It So Badly That You Need It As You Need Air To Breathe, Then Unless You Die, You Will Have It. Why Not? It Has You. There Is No Escape. What A Cruel And Terrible Thing Escape Would Be If Escape Were Possible

People Who Want To Write Either Do It Or They Don't. At Last I Began To Say That My Most Important Talent - Or Habit - Was Persistence. Without It, I Would Have Given Up Writing Long Before I Finished My First Novel. It's Amazing What We Can Do If We Simply Refuse To Give Up.