I've lurked on E2 for quite some time. I want to learn how to write good fiction — no, great fiction. No. Earth-shattering fiction. Umberto Eco. Coleridge. Keats. C. S. Lewis. These are my heroes.
Daylogs are like therapy without a headshrinker
Which is good, because I need therapy but hate therapists.
Oh, and I like Kimahri.