There Are As Many Kinds Of Love

I Have Never Thought That I Have Sacrificed Anything Being A Writer. That Might Not Be True, Maybe I Have Sacrificed Something. Maybe I've Given Something Up, But I Can't Think Of It.

This Is All You Have To Do. Sit Down Once A Day To The Novel And Start Working Without Internal Criticism, Without Debilitating Expectations, Without The Need To Look At Your Words As If They Were Already Printed And Bound. The Beginning Is Only A Draft. Drafts Are Imperfect By Definition.

Rest Easy And Go With The Faith You Lived With

It Was Mid-november 2008. There Were Pirates Taking Ships With Impunity In African Waters, Terrorists Punching Holes In Indian Security, China Sinking Towards Depression Because Americans Were Afraid To Buy Cheap Goods For Christmas, And The Richest Nation In The History Of The World Was Talking About How To Keep A Budget.

These Short Stories Are Vast Structures Existing Mostly In The Subconscious Of Our Cultural History. They Will Live With The Reader Long After The Words Have Been Translated Into Ideas And Dreams. That's Because A Good Short Story Crosses The Borders Of Our Nations And Our Prejudices And Our Beliefs. A Good Short Story Asks A Question That Can't Be Answered In Simple Terms. And Even If We Come Up With Some Understanding, Years Later, While Glancing Out Of A Window, The Story Still Has The Potential To Return, To Alter Right There In Our Mind And Change Everything.