What I'm saying is that I'm trying to find rational reasons to explain irrational feelings, and that's neveer a good sign.

May you find your Tower, Roland, and breach it, and may you climb to the top!

The more fiction you read and write, the more you'll find your paragraphs forming on their own.

Remember that 'plumber in space' is not such a bad setup for a story.

And in real life endings aren't always neat, whether they're happy endings, or whether they're sad endings.

All you imagined, no matter how wild it might seem, was no more than a disguised version of what you already knew.

And this wasn’t lying, not really. It was leaving out.