But I Don't Read Or Listen For

When You Steal From The Library, You Are Preventing Anyone Else From Reading That Book, And The Very Notion Makes Me Want To Drop You In The Void.

She Looked Around. "oh, I've Just Got To Hug Somebody! You!" And She Hugged Puck, The Little Ghost Horse. "and You." She Hugged Pook, And Peek, And Even The Nose Of The Moat Monster. "but Not You," She Decided, Encountering The Zombie.

If Every Editor Turns You Down, Maybe You Should Take A Second Look At Your Text, However, Just In Case.

I Think It's A Shame That Something As Creative And Vital To The Nature Of The Human Species As Story-telling Is Largely Controlled By The Soulless Cretins Known As Publishers.

I Did Not Know At First That It Would Be A Series; I Discovered After The First Novel That I Had More To Say About It, So I Did Another. And Another, And Then The Readers Demanded Yet More.