When You Hear The Voice Of Rosa

Reading Stephen King's Book, On Writing, Was Like Being Cornered And Forced To Have A Long, Drawn Out Mental Enema.

My Inner Critic Who Had Begun Piping Up About How Hopeless I Was And How I Didn't Know To Write.

I Was A New Devotee Of Eastern Mysticism And Even Though I Did Not Join That Particular Group, I Could Well Have Done. They Seemed A Bit Extreme But I Regarded Myself As Not Quite Ready.

My Block Was Due To Two Overlapping Factors: Laziness And Lack Of Discipline.

A Wonderful Emotion To Get Things Moving When One Is Stuck Is Anger. It Was Anger More Than Anything Else That Had Set Me Off, Roused Me Into Productivity And Creativity.