I Read Pretty Voraciously. If It's Good,

One Of The Odd Things About Middle Age, He Concluded, Was The Strange Decisions A Man Discovers He's Made By Not Really Making Them, Like Allowing Friends To Drift Away Through Simple Neglect.

You Just Kind Of Have Faith. If That Sounds Kind Of Mystical, It's Because I Really Don't Know How It Works, But I Trust That It Does. I Try To Write The Way I Read, In Order To Find Out What Happens Next.

Which Is Why We Have Spouses And Children And Parents And Colleagues And Friends, Because Someone Has To Know Us Better Than We Know Ourselves. We Need Them To Tell Us. We Need Them To Say, "i Know You, Al. You Are Not The Kind Of Man Who.

I Was The One Who Did Come Through That Door. You Were The One She Was Waiting For.

I Suppose All Writers Worry About The Well Running Dry.