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Your Harshest Critic Is Always Going To Be Yourself. Don't Ignore That Critic, But Don't Give It More Attention Than It Deserves.

Super Excited About Things I'm Going To Do; Never Excited About Things I'm Actually Doing.

I Loved Dungeons & Dragons. Actually, Not So Much The Actual Playing As The Creation Of Characters And The Opportunity To Roll Twenty-sided Dice. I Loved Those Pouches Of Dice Dungeon Masters Would Trundle Around, Loved Choosing What I Was Going To Be: Warrior, Wizard, Dwarf, Thief.

I Think People Hate Me Pretty Much Across The Board, Which Is Nice.

By The End Of The Time I'm Writing A Book, I'm Tearing My Hair Out And I Want To Go Do Stand-up. And Then I Want To Do Something Else. I Don't Know Why It Is True With Me That I Can't Just Be Satisfied Doing The One Thing, But I'm Constantly Flitting From One Thing To Another.