Don't I Ever Do Anything Else But

It's Hard To Make Progress With Grief.

My 12-year-old Daughter Said To Me, "enough With The Subtitles, Daddy, For Crying Out Loud." Because They Always Seem To Cloud The Issue Rather Than Clarify It.

The Process Of Writing A Novel Begins With A Pang, A Moment Of Recognition, And A Situation, A Character, Or Something You Read In A Paper, That Seems To Go Off, Like A Solar Flare Inside Your Head.

Time, The Human Dimension, Which Makes Us Everything We Are.

My Life Looked Good On Paper - Where, In Fact, Almost All Of It Was Being Lived.