But it’s never really about the craft. I mean, craft’s nice, it’s better there than not, but give me sincerity any day. Give me something you had to write, that you opened your own wrist for an inkwell to get down right. Tell a sincere story enough times, and your craft will rise up to match it, I think. Be smart on the page all the time, though, and after a while you just hate everybody for not cueing into your brilliance. Trick is, they have. They just don’t care. Brilliant people are all over the place. People with something to say, though? Not so much. As for how to have something to say, though? Live as many lives as you can as fast as you can. And pay attention, and forget to pay attention, lose yourself, so that you have to write your way back again and again.