I would like to be proud of having written some poems that will be remembered, but I will never know whether I will have any reason to be proud of that.
Once I have a hook I think has potential - enough to spin out more than a hundred thousand words, then I start turning my attention to characters. Who are these people? Why did this thing happen to them? But the hook always comes first.
I am acutely aware that you have not elected me as your President by your ballots, so I ask you to confirm me with your prayers.

