My ideal reader is me. And yes, my ideal reader comes with me and is forgiving.
I'm sure there's an alternate universe where I got to become a pulpy science fiction writer.
When I was young I was a fool. So wrap me up in dreams and death.
People are icebergs. So much of us is underneath.
Go, and make interesting mistakes, make amazing mistakes, make glorious and fantastic mistakes. Break rules. Leave the world more interesting for your being here.
I am selfish, private and easily bored. Will this be a problem?