Randy.
Can’t hide his displeasure at hearing lite-instrumental renditions of songs he likes. Just the other day, he was sharing an elevator with four other people, all strangers to him, when his ears were assaulted by the Muzak version of his third-favorite song of all time, Steppenwolf’s “Magic Carpet Ride.” He shook his head, groaned, then closed his eyes and said out loud, “What a world we live in.”
If you replace the letter T in these words, you get:
1) There
2) Then
3) That
An author should write what he likes without any feelings against his own writing, for his pencil is his tool, his paper is his mind. He is in control, he can let his tears flow trough the ink. he is the author,
