Without Dignity, Identity Is Erased.

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

For Me, Being A Writer Was Never A Choice. I Was Born One. All Through My Childhood I Wrote Short Stories And Stuffed Them In Drawers. I Wrote On Everything. I Didn't Do My Homework So I Could Write

He Had No Money And No Home; He Lived Entirely On The Road Of The Racing Circuit, Sleeping In Empty Stalls, Carrying With Him Only A Saddle, His Rosary, And His Books...the Books Were The Closest Thing He Had To Furniture, And He Lived In Them The Way Other Men Live In Easy Chairs.

And At That Point, I Think My Experience In Covering The Subject Helped Me. I Think Editors Felt Comfortable With The Idea Of Me Telling This Story Because I Had Demonstrated That I Know This Business Pretty Well

Without Dignity, Identity Is Erased.