I read somewhere that writing is the loneliest profession. I have to agree, for even as married as I am, I have to be able to ignore the world (and esp. my wife) in order to write. It’s as if I have two muses, one being my wife and the other the dark tranquility of the night, and I can only answer the call of one.

Retired Navy. Inveterate contrarian. If I haven’t done it, I’ve usually done something close.