Alex Like Groweth Up, Oh Yes.

A Character, To Be Acceptable As More Than A Chess Piece, Has To Be Ignorant Of The Future, Unsure About The Past, And Not At All Sure Of What He's Supposed To Be Doing.

It's Funny How The Colors Of The Real World Only Seem Really Real When You Watch Them On A Screen.

Put It Off For A Bit. All Life Is Putting Off. Well, Not Entirely.

Fumbling For A Word Is Everybody's Birthright.

I Chart A Little First-list Of Names, Rough Synopsis Of Chapters, And So On. But One Daren't Overplan; So Many Things Are Generated By The Sheer Act Of Writing.