I Used To Do Everything

Happiness Compresses Time, Makes It Dense And Bright, Pocketsized.

The Light Was Cut To Lace By The Trees That Had Grown So Thick With Leaves In The Last Few Months.

If A Person Has Never Given Writing A Try, They Assume That A Brilliant Idea Is Hard To Come By. But Really, Even If It Takes Some Digging, Ideas Are Out There. Just Open Your Eyes And Look At The World. Writing The Ideas Down, It Turns Out, Is The Real Trick.

I Think People Become Consumed With Selling A Book When They Need To Be Consumed With Writing It.

I Can't Write The Book I Want To Write, But I Can And Will Write The Book I Am Capable Of Writing.