Life Is Hard If You Think It's

Writing A Novel Is Not So Much A Project As A Journey, A Voyage, An Adventure.

Hawaii Made The Mouth Of Her Soul Water.

She Continued Weeping Until The Heat Of Her Tear Water, The Sheer Velocity Of Its Flow, Finally Obscured The Already Vague Circumstances Of Its Origins.

There Are Two Lost Continents.... We Are One: The Lovers.

Of The Seven Deadly Sins, Lust Is Definitely The Pick Of The Litter.