The Best Way To Become A Writer

Oh Jake," Brett Said, "we Could Have Had Such A Damned Good Time Together." Ahead Was A Mounted Policeman In Khaki Directing Traffic. He Raised His Baton. The Car Slowed Suddenly, Pressing Brett Against Me. Yes," I Said. "isn't It Pretty To Think So?

Worry Destroys The Ability To Write. Ill Health Is Bad In The Ratio That It Produces Worry Which Attacks Your Subconscious And Destroys Your Reserves.

Find What Gave You Emotion; What The Action Was That Gave You Excitement. Then Write It Down Making It Clear So That The Reader Can See It Too. Prose Is Architecture, Not Interior Decoration, And The Baroque Is Over.

To Me Heaven Would Be A Big Bull Ring With Me Holding Two Barrera Seats And A Trout Stream Outside That No One Else Was Allowed To Fish In And Two Lovely Houses In The Town; One Where I Would Have My Wife And Children And Be Monogamous And Love Them Truly And Well And The Other Where I Would Have My Nine Beautiful Mistresses On Nine Different Floors.

In Modern War... You Will Die Like A Dog For No Good Reason.