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Every 'no' Means You Are That Much Closer To A 'yes.

Always In The Dream, It Seemed As If There Were A Destination: A Something--he Could Not Grasp What-that Lay Beyond The Place Where The Thickness Of Snow Brought The Sled To A Stop. He Was Left, Upon Awakening, With The Feeling That He Wanted, Even Somehow Needed, To Reach The Something That Waited In The Distance. The Feeling That It Was Good. That It Was Welcoming. That It Was Significant. But He Did Not Know How To Get There.

I Would Say That Most Of My Books Are Contemporary Realistic Fiction... A Couple, Maybe Three, Fall Into The 'historic Fiction' Category. Science Fiction Is Not A Favorite Genre Of Mine, Though I Have Greatly Enjoyed Some Of The Work Of Ursula Leguin. I Haven't Read Much Science Fiction So I Don't Know Other Sci-fi Authors.

When I Create Characters, I Create A World To Inhabit And They Begin To Feel Very Real For Me. I Don't Belong In A Psych Ward, I Don't Think, But They Become Very Real, Like My Own Family, And Then I Have To Say Goodbye, Close The Door, And Work On Other Things.

I Don't For One Second Think About The Possibility Of Censorship When I Am Writing A New Book. I Know I Am A Person Who Cares About Kids And Who Cares About Truth And I Am Guided By My Own Instincts, And Trust Them.