For A Long Period In My Life

A Wonderful Emotion To Get Things Moving When One Is Stuck Is Anger. It Was Anger More Than Anything Else That Had Set Me Off, Roused Me Into Productivity And Creativity.

In The Back Of My Mind Was The Constant Hankering, Almost Yearning, To Write But Something Always Stopped Me In My Tracks. Or If I Did Find My Way To Put A Pen To Paper Or Finger On A Keyboard I'd Give Up After A Few Minutes. I'd Find Other Things To Do: Anything But Writing.

Krishna Children Were Taught That In The Spiritual World There Were No Parents, Only Souls And Hence This Justified Their Being Kept Out Of View From Others, Cloistered In Separate Buildings And Sheltered From The Evil Material World.

Reading Stephen King's Book, On Writing, Was Like Being Cornered And Forced To Have A Long, Drawn Out Mental Enema.

When You Hear The Voice Of Rosa Ponselle, You Hear A Fountain Of Melody Blessed By The Lord.