Living Is About Clucking Your Tongue And

Pain Or Perspective, That's The Choice.' . . . You Choose Pain - You Choose To Fight It, Deny It, Bury It - Then Yes, The Choice Is Always Hard. But You Choose Perspective - Embrace Your History, Give It Credit For The Better Person It Can Make You, Scars And All - The Choice Gets Easier Every Time.

I Sell Ideas. Actually, If You Think About It, Everything Is Really No More Than Idea. The Past Is Nothing More Than A Memory, Which Is One Kind Of Idea. The Future Is Still A Hope, Another Kind Of Idea. The Present Is Fleeting And Becomes A Memory Before You Can Put Your Hands On It. All Ideas. I Sell Ideas.

He Read Reports, Examined Evidence, And Poured More Reports Up The Chain Than The Pentagon Could Read. Nothing Short Of A Human Sieve. But In The End He Was Just One Small Piece On This Game Board Called War. End Of Story

I Think Everything We Do, On One Level Or Another, As Writers, Most Of Our Writing Is Informed By Our World View.

You Should Know Something, Miriam.... God Changed Our Futures Yesterday. There's No Other Explanation For What Happened. And It Wasn't The First God. If You Ever Need Hlep, You Might Want To Try The Second God.