Metaphysical Speculation Is About As Pointless As

We Can Forgive Anything As Long As It Isn't Done To Us.

A Letter Is Paradoxically The Most Revealing And The Most Deceptive Of Confessional Revelations. We All Have Our Inconsistencies, Prejudices, Irrationalities Which, Although Strongly Felt At The Time, May Be Transitory. A Letter Captures The Mood Of The Moment. The Transitory Becomes Immutably Fixed, Part Of The Evidence For The Prosecution Or The Defence.

We Can Experience Nothing But The Present Moment, Live In No Other Second Of Time, And To Understand This Is As Close As We Can Get To Eternal Life.

I Don't Think Writers Choose The Genre, The Genre Chooses Us. I Wrote Out Of The Wish To Create Order Out Of Disorder, The Liking Of A Pattern.

I Love The Idea Of Bringing Order Out Of Disorder Which Is What The Mystery Is About. I Like The Way In Which It Affirms The Sanity Of Human Life And Exorcises Irrational Guilts.