Two hours of writing fiction leaves this writer completely drained. For those two hours he has been in a different place with totally different people.
“They liked me so long as the liquor flowed at my house, but I haven't seen any of them around lately.”
“The war correspondent has his stake - his life - in his own hands, and he can put it on this horse or that horse, or he can put it back in his pocket at the very last minute.”