The World That Used To Nurse Us

In A Life Properly Lived, You're A River.

As An English Major I Was Familiar With The Stories Of Dozens Of Writers Trying To Get Their Work Done Among The Multifarious Diversions Of The World And The Hurdles Of Their Own Vices. A Professor Had Said That What Saved Writers Is That They, Like Politicians, Had The Illusion Of Destiny That Allowed Them To Overcome Obstacles No Matter How Nominal Their Work.

The Only Advice I Can Give To Aspiring Writers Is Don't Do It Unless You're Willing To Give Your Whole Life To It. Red Wine And Garlic Also Helps.

Fishing Makes Us Less The Hostages To The Horrors Of Making A Living.

So When I Made Some Money, I Didn't Have Any Idea How One Handled Such A Situation Because No One In Our Family Ever Had Any Money.