In general, I don't know when inspiration will pop up.

The Product of Freedom and Security is a constant (F X S = k). Giving up freedom for security is beginning to look naive.

Boredom is my worst enemy. It's killed a lot of my friends, but it won't get me. When I get bored, I go risk my life somewhere.

And every friend I've got has been writing Mars stories. It was pretty clear I'd never catch up.

Anything that can go wrong, will

Psi and/or magical powers, if real, are nearly useless.

In general, I don't know when inspiration will pop up.