I Am Free To Write The Worst

Life Is Not Orderly. No Matter How We Try To Make It So, Right In The Middle Of It We Die, Lose A Leg, Fall In Love, Or Drop A Jar Of Applesauce.

Finally, If You Want To Write, You Have To Just Shut Up, Pick Up A Pen, And Do It. I'm Sorry There Are No True Excuses. This Is Our Life. Step Forward. Maybe It's Only For Ten Minutes. That's Okay. To Write Feels Better Than All The Excuses.

Stress Is An Ignorant State. It Believes That Everything Is An Emergency.

Clarity And Perseverance Are Difficult In American Society Because The Basis Of Capitalism Is Greed And Dissatisfaction.

Wherein We Discover That Many Of The "rules" For Good Writing And Good Sex Are The Same: Keep Your Hand Moving, Lose Control, And Don't Think.