So The Days, The Last Days, Blow

It Takes A Lot Of Bad Writing To Get To A Little Good Writing.

Hulga The Whole While Hollering Like A Half-slaughtered Hog. (attention, Students Of Literature! Alliteration - Have You Noticed? - Is My Least Vice.)

So The Days, The Last Days, Blow About In A Memory, Hazy Autumnal, All Alike As Leaves: Until A Day Unlike Any Other I've Lived

Sometimes When I Think How Good My Book Can Be, I Can Hardly Breathe.

Most People Don't Find Their Creativity. There Are More Unsung Geniuses That Don't Even Know They Have Great Talent.