In Small Towns People Scent The Wind

It's Hard Enough For A Person To Keep Their Own Socks Pulled Up, Let Alone Someone Else's.

I Have The World's Best Job. I Get Paid To Hang Out In My Imagination All Day.

Writing Is Not Life, But I Think That Sometimes It Can Be A Way Back To Life.

Your First Impulse Is To Share Good News, Your Second Is To Club Someone With It.

If You Don't Have Time To Read, You Don't Have The Time (or The Tools) To Write. Simple As That.