Writing Is Not An Amusing Occupation. It

A Story Must Simmer In Its Own Juice For Months Or Even Years Before It's Ready To Serve.

Now Gae Your Wa'stho'anes As Gude As Ever Happit Flesh And Blude, Yet Part We Maunthe Case Sae Hard Is, Amang The Writers And The Bardies That Lang They'll Brook The Auld I Trow, Or Neibours Cry,'weel Brook The New'.

But Almost Any Place Is Baghdad If You Don't Know What Will Happen In It.

Christmas Isn't A Season. It's A Feeling.

It Was Part Of Thetexas Ritual? We Know About Champagne And Caviar But We Talk Hog And Hominy.