Dad Is Always Hiding In His Book.

There Is No Longer Any Such Thing As Fiction Or Nonfiction; There's Only Narrative.

We're Always Attracted To The Edges Of What We Are, Out By The Edges Where It's A Little Raw And Nervy.

Uncharged With Invisible Meaning, The Visible Is Nothing, Mere Clay; And Without Visible Circumstance, A Territory, To Connect To, Our Spirit Is Shapeless, Nameless, And Undefined.

I Have Been Everywhere Because I Don't Know What I'm Looking For.

Writing Is Like Driving At Night In The Fog. You Can Only See As Far As Your Headlights, But You Can Make The Whole Trip That Way.