There are so many ideas that you just come up with on a day-to-day basis when you're a writer that it's very difficult to want to go back to an old fling, so to speak.
I usually dislike second books in series. The only second installment I ever loved was 'The Empire Strikes Back,' and I think that was wonderful because it evolved the characters while not seeming like a bridge.
My roommates are all such happy-go-lucky guys, and I carry some of the stress around a lot more.
Surrounded by the insanity of war, it's a special hope given knowing life can go on.
I continue to exists, only because with existence there is still hope.
Death is easy when you've already tried to find it.
