My Work Was Entirely Nonfiction.

I Got Sick When I Was 19, And I'd Been A Really Healthy 19-year-old, So I Don't Have A Lot To Compare It To. Does It Feel Like The Pain After You Give Birth? I Don't Know

While It's Really Hard To Do, At The Same Time, I'm Escaping My Body, Which I Really Want To Do. I'm Living Someone Else's Life. I Get Very Intensely Into The Story, Into The Interviews And The Research. I'm Experiencing Things Along With My Subjects. I Have A Freedom I Don't Have In My Physical Life

I Have To Detach Myself Completely From Aspirations. I Hardly Ever Listen To Music Anymore Because It Arouses All Of This Yearning In Me

Finally, I Wish To Remember The Millions Of Allied Servicemen And Prisoners Of War Who Lived The Story Of The Second World War. Many Of These Men Never Came Home; Many Others Returned Bearing Emotional And Physical Scars That Would Stay With Them For The Rest Of Their Lives. I Come Away From This Book With The Deepest Appreciation For What These Men Endured, And What They Scarified, For The Good Of Humanity. It Is To Them That This Book {unbroken} Is Dedicated.

I Was 8 Years Old When I Went Across The Street From My House To A Fair, And They Always Had A Used Book Sale. For A Quarter I Bought A Book Called 'come On Seabiscuit.' I Loved That Book. It Stayed With Me All Those Years