I Tried Writing Fiction As A Little

And If There Is No God? You Act As If There Is, And It's The Same Thing.

I Usually Start With Something That Has Some Energy, Like A Compressed Character Or A Situation That's Wound Up Like A Spring. Then All I Have To Do Is Let It Go, Let Its Energy Carry The Story. And That May Not Turn Out To Be The Beginning Of The Book.

She Laughed So Easily When She Was Happy. But Also When She Was Sad.

Only Peons Made Excusses For Themselves She Taught Me. Never Apologize, Never Explain.

I Wanted To Hear What She Was Saying. I Wanted To Smell That Burnt Midnight Again, I Wanted To Feel That Wind. It Was A Secret Wanting, Like A Song I Couldn't Stop Humming, Or Loving Someone I Could Never Have. No Matter Where I Went, My Compass Pointed West. I Would Always Know What Time It Was In California.