By Things So Achingly Small Are Lives

You'd Never Killed Anyone. Then You Had.

The Military Preferred - Invariably - Those Who Could Be Readily Defined, Assigned Roles, Understood, And Controlled.

But If You Couldn't Do Everything, Did That Mean You Did Nothing?

It Was Different, Though, Knowing Something In Your Thoughts And Then Hearing It Confirmed, Made Real, Planted In The World Like A Tree

As Many Have Noted, The Peril For Authors Is That Our Work Space Is Too Easily Our Play Space.