Remember no man is a failure who has friends.
Comment on stories you like, it makes writers write more.
I like writing about the worst day of a character's life; it lets us see the mettle inside.
"Fluff" in the same way what collects under the sofa is fluff.
"Gold for the merchant, silver for the maid / Copper for the craftsman, cunning in his trade / 'Good', laughed the Baron, sitting in his hall / But iron - cold iron - shall be the master of them all."
Nothing special here, move along, nothing to see, just ignore the lump under the sheet and the red stuff...