It is ironic that I should be feeling it now. I am in the process of completing not one, but two books. I have noticed another pattern: that the sense of failure often comes a visiting when I am tired, and it’s more than possible that I am tired — understandably so. But this was not what I had meant to write about. The advantage of drinking failure to the dregs is that you face it, confront it, look at it with your eyes wide open, and then move on. It must seem ironic and strange to you, my readers, that someone who has had five books published can feel like a failure. But failure is measured not by how much you have achieved but how much more you want! It is measured against an unbound desire. There is a greed, an avariciousness about it, a lack of gratitude and humility. The uncontrolled Ego