Terry Pratchett's Right Up My

She Looked Around. "oh, I've Just Got To Hug Somebody! You!" And She Hugged Puck, The Little Ghost Horse. "and You." She Hugged Pook, And Peek, And Even The Nose Of The Moat Monster. "but Not You," She Decided, Encountering The Zombie.

Is It Foolish To Care For Non-existent Folk?then, Leave Me To My Foolishness.

If Every Editor Turns You Down, Maybe You Should Take A Second Look At Your Text, However, Just In Case.

I Think It's A Shame That Something As Creative And Vital To The Nature Of The Human Species As Story-telling Is Largely Controlled By The Soulless Cretins Known As Publishers.

In Fact, I Believe That We Need Better Sex Education In Our Own Culture, Here In America, So That Young Folk Learn About Things Like Venereal Disease Before They Encounter It.