You Can't Put Something Together Again Unless

Because Here’s The Thing: No Matter How Much One Tells Stories Of Magical Beasts Or Impossible Worlds, In The End, It Is Always The World Of Here And Now One Is Writing About. The Better One Understands That World, The More Powerful The Stories Will Be.

Always Speak Politely To An Enraged Dragon.

I Tend To Close My Eyes When I Look At People Anymore.

One Nice Thing About Putting The Thing Away For A Couple Of Months Before Looking At It Is That You Start Appreciate Your Own Wit. Of Course, This Can Be Carried Too Far. But It's Kind Of Cool When You Crack Up A Piece Of Writing, And Then Realize You Wrote It. I Recommend This Feeling.

There Was A Sergeant At A Desk. I Knew He Was A Sergeant Because I Recognized The Marks On His Uniform, And I Knew It Was A Desk Because It's Always A Desk. There's Always Someone At A Desk, Except When It's A Table That Functions As A Desk. You Sit Behind A Desk, And Everyone Knows You're Supposed To Be There, And That You're Doing Something That Involves Your Brain. It's An Odd, Special Kind Of Importance. I Think Everyone Should Get A Desk; You Can Sit Behind It When You Feel Like You Don't Matter.