That's important to me, to recommend books.
She sang as if she was saving the life of every person in the room.
I am not mature enough as a reader to enjoy a book in which I hate all the people.
The tricky thing about being a writer, or about being any kind of artist, is that in addition to making art you also have to make a living.
Why is it that we understand playing the cello will require work, but we attribute writing to the magic of inspiration?
I don't really do anything with the Internet except check my email. I have a much higher opinion of humanity because of that.