Fear . . . Is Forward. No

I Took A Little Celebrational Nap.

Self-pity” Is Just Sadness, I Think, In The Pejorative.

That 'writers Write' Is Meant To Be Self-evident. People Like To Say It. I Find It Is Hardly Ever True. Writers Drink. Writers Rant. Writers Phone. Writers Sleep. I Have Met Very Few Writers Who Write At All.

Did I Throw The Most Important Thing Perhaps, By Accident, Away?

There Is A Difference, Of Course, Between Real Sentiment And The Trash Of Shared Experience.