Reading Stephen King's book, On Writing, was like being cornered and forced to have a long, drawn out mental enema.

For a long period in my life - it lasted about 10 years - I had writer's block.

Krishna children were taught that in the spiritual world there were no parents, only souls and hence this justified their being kept out of view from others, cloistered in separate buildings and sheltered from the evil material world.

I read the way a person might swim, to save his or her life. I wrote that way too.

It was not uncommon for the children to be told they were being treated this way because it was their bad karma and they must have hurt a child in a past life.

Only when man cornered,
potential forced to appear.