"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)
Conversation in one of my Grad Classes
student: I think a lot of things depend upon the suspension of disbelief. me: Wow! I just blogged about that yesterday. student: I don't read your blog. Sorry. me: Oh.