it's been my experience that most writers don't talk about their craft--they just do it

In all the world there is no desolation more complete than the polar night. It is a return to the Ice Age— no warmth, no life, no movement. Only those who have experienced it can fully appreciate what it means to be without the sun day after day and week after week. Few men unaccustomed to it can fight off its effects altogether, and it has driven some men mad.

I have a great many opinions about writing, but I'm afraid that all of them are unprintable