nothing comes out. you hear somebody enjoying that chocolate coin. You scream out in rage and a voice cries out. Out comes a half eaten chocolate coin.
You get a mysterious, leather-bound book with gold leaf. On closer inspection, it appears to be nothing more than an incredibly well-bound copy of My Immortal. Inside the front cover is a receipt for $13.39 spent from your credit card on Amazon.com.
I tell the neophyte: Write a million words–the absolute best you can write, then throw it all away and bravely turn your back on what you have written. At that point, you’re ready to begin. — David Eddings
