In Terms Of Work, I Never Felt

We Tell Ourselves Stories In Order To Live.

A Young Woman With Long Hair And A Short White Halter Dress Walks Through The Casino At The Riviera In Las Vegas At One In The Morning. It Was Precisely This Moment That Made Play It As It Lays Begin To Tell Itself To Me.

You Have To Pick The Places You Don't Walk Away From.

Let Me Tell You One Thing About Why Writers Write: Had I Known The Answer To Any Of These Questions I Would Never Have Needed To Write A Novel.

Hand That On Parting Squeezes Your Shoulder, Salutes The Small Of Your Back.