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I Never Had A Plan, Except To Write. I Love What I Do, And Have From The Beginning. Loving What You Do Makes It A Lot Easier To Work, Every Day, To Face The Tough Spots And Heel In For The Long Haul. Nothing Against Plans; They Work For Some People. But For Me, If I'd Been Planning, Worrying About Numbers, Trying To Micro-manage My Career, I Wouldn't Have Focused On The Writing. If You Don't Write, You're Not Read. If You're Not Read, You Don't Sell. So That's My Master Plan, I Guess. Write The Books, Let The Agent Agent, The Editor Edit, The Publisher Publish.

I Write Every Day. Even If I'm Not Writing Well, I Write Through It. I Can Fix A Bad Page. I Can't Fix A Blank One.

Anything Worth Anything Can Be Found In Books.

Sex Might Satisfy, Food Might Fuel, Love Might Sustain, But Without Coffee, What Is The Point?

Holding Onto Something That's Gone Only Makes A Sickness Inside.