There is no mistaking the dismay on the face of a writer who has just heard that his brain child is a deformed idiot.
The making of friends who are real friends, is the best token we have of a man's success in life.
I was probably 35 when I wrote the first story. The voice is kind of a mix in that it has a young voice, but it's also someone who's looking back. I like that kind of double vision.

