I Couldn't Get You To The Ocean,

Richard Began To Understand Darkness: Darkness As Something Solid And Real, So Much More Than A Simple Absence Of Light. He Felt It Touch His Skin, Questing, Moving, Exploring: Gliding Through His Mind. It Slipped Into His Lungs, Behind His Eyes, Into His Mouth.

And Life Is A Good Thing For A Writer. It's Where We Get Our Raw Material, For A Start. We Quite Like To Stop And Watch It.

Real Life Doesn't Have To Be Convincing, But Fiction Does.

Writing Is Flying In Dreams. When You Remember. When You Can. When It Works. It's That Easy.

Trust Dreams. Trust Your Heart, And Trust Your Story.