Self-pity” Is Just Sadness, I Think, In

There Follows A Little Obscenity Here, A Dash Of Philosophy There, Considerable Whining Overall, And A Modern Satirical Novel Is Born.

There Are So Many Different Types Of Writers. It's Just Sheer Coincidence That They're All Called Writers.

The Time For Prizes And Competitions At Art Festivals Is Over. Competition Is Too Closely Tied To Values That Are Alien To The Arts.

The Whole Magic Of A Plot Requires That Somebody Be Impeded From Getting Something Over With.

Self-pity” Is Just Sadness, I Think, In The Pejorative.