You don't write about the horrors of war. No. You write about a kid's burnt socks lying in the road.
The kind of event on a conveyor belt that causes a fire occurs in a variety of industrial environments, not uniquely in coal environments.
Writers spend three years rearranging 26 letters of the alphabet. It's enough to make you lose your mind day by day.
I'd love to be a saxophonist. I don't know why, but I pretend I'm the saxophonist when I listen to music. I have about as much chance playing the sax as I do learning how to fly.
