If you didn't have me to rake you over the coals now and then, there wouldn't be any fire in your life at all.
Joe HillI remind myself that no one day of writing matters all that much. A story is built somewhat like a stalactite - one little drip of mud and grit at a time.
Joe HillYou know someone for a while and then one day a hole opens underneath them, and they fall out of your world.
Joe Hill