Shut Up And Write Anyway.

I Am Free To Write The Worst Junk In The World.

In The End, You Have To Just Sit Down, Shut Up, And Write.

Talk When You Talk, Walk When You Walk, And Die When You Die.

If You Are Not Afraid Of The Voices Inside You, You Will Not Fear The Critics Outside You.

As Writers We Live Life Twice, Like A Cow That Eats Its Food Once And Then Regurgitates It To Chew And Digest It Again. We Have A Second Chance At Biting Into Our Experience And Examining It. ...this Is Our Life And It's Not Going To Last Forever. There Isn't Time To Talk About Someday Writing That Short Story Or Poem Or Novel. Slow Down Now, Touch What Is Around You, And Out Of Care And Compassion For Each Moment And Detail, Put Pen To Paper And Begin To Write.