"Delay is natural to a writer. He is like a surfer—he bides his time. Waits for the perfect wave on which to ride in. He waits for the surge (of emotion? of strength? of courage?) that will carry him along." (E.B. White, The Paris Review Interviews, 1969)
4.16.2005
Sunny here in Northwest Ohio
Gone fishin! (or something like that). Get outside and enjoy this weather.
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