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When A Good Writer Is Having Fun, The Audience Is Almost Always Having Fun Too.

There Seems To Be No Air In The Air She Breaths.

Oh, There Were All Sorts Of Things To Wonder About, But The Truth Was Simple: Here Stood This Door Alone On An Endless Stretch Of Beach, And It Was For Only One Of Two Things: Opening Or Leaving Closed.

It's A Little Place On The Pacific Ocean. You Know What The Mexicans Say About The Pacific? They Say It Has No Memory. That's Where I Want To Live The Rest Of My Life. A Warm Place With No Memory.

The More Fiction You Read And Write, The More You'll Find Your Paragraphs Forming On Their Own.