Oftentimes before children are even allowed in the kitchen, they are in the backyard making mudpies. These are not nutritional, they are not even edible (unless you have a case of pica), but the child is thuroughly entertained. I think often times that writing is like that. When I start a new novel, or story, I think that its the greatest thing in the world, but its really a mudpie. One day I hope to make it to the kitchen with Gabriel Garcia Marquez and Victor Hugo. Until then, I'm reading Cliff Graham novels, and the Bible and scribbling away.