I've Been Criticised For Writing In Too

Dawn Rose From The Desert And Turned The River To Wine.

Im Writing What Comes Into My Head, Or Through Me, Or From Somewhere Else, And It Is The Most Extraordinary, Exciting Thing. I Love It, And Im Very Greedy, And I Really Enjoy It!

In The Greater Part Of Humankind There Resides An Instinct For Survival. It Is This Which Can Clutch At Straws And Effect A Rescue From Them. It Is This Which Can, Now And Then, Outwit Fate.

The Soul Is A Magician. Only Living Flesh Hampers It.

I Must Suppose That Reading Wonderful Writers May, Inadvertently, Teach An Avid Reader A Great Deal -- Not Only About Life And Other Matters, But About How To Write. Therefore Doubtless I Have Benefited From Frequent Immersions In The Glowing Genius Of Others. It Would Be Nice To Think So. (i Do Actually Think So). But To Improve My Skills Will Never Be The Prompting Force Of My Reading -- That's Just Literary Lust.