I Left My Mark On That Man.

He Would Find His Susie,inside His Young Son. Give That Love To The Living.

I Wake Up Very Early In The Morning. I Like To Start In The Dark, And I Never Work At Night, Because My Brain Is Evaporated By 4 P.m.

Part Of The Creative Process For Me Is An Invitation For Readers To Follow Their Imagination.

There Was One Thing My Murderer Didn't Understand; He Didn't Understand How Much A Father Could Love His Child.

The Dead Are Never Exactly Seen By The Living, But Many People Seem Acutely Aware Of Something Changed Around Them. They Speak Of A Chill In The Air. The Mates Of The Deceased Wake From Dreams And See A Figure Standing At The End Of Thier Bed, Or In A Doorway, Or Boarding, Phantomlike, A City Bus.