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It No Longer Matters Who Consider Themselves The Masters Of Events. Events No Longer Obey Their Masters.

I Think Challenges Are What Any Decent Writer Would Be All About. If You Actually Do Find Your Slide And Grease It, Shame On You. Me, I Get Bored Very Easily. As A Writer I Get Bored Even Faster Than I Do In Real Life. I Mean, I Like Fast Cars; I've Driven A Lot Of Racecars. You Need Some Stimulation. If I Find Something That Seems Too Difficult To Do, Too Difficult To Research, Or Beyond Your Writing Abilities, It's A Perfect Invitation To Try It.

We Are All Eaters Of Souls.

In The End--when All Else Is Dust--loyalty To Those We Love Is All We Can Carry With Us To The Grave. Faith--true Faith--was Trusting In That Love.

The Pack Of Media Brayed And Bellowed Outside The House For Seven Weeks. Sol Realized Then What He Had Known And Forgotten About Very Small Communities: They Were Frequently Annoying, Always Parochial, Sometimes Prying On A One-to-one Level, But Never Had They Subscribed To The Vicious Legacy Of The So-called "public's Right To Know".