What Are You Afraid Of? I'm Afraid

A Journalist Also Needs To Be Disciplined, And So Do I. I Am, Essentially, Lazy. Without Discipline I'd Be Just A Mass Of Gummy Bears On The Sofa Instead Of On Book Tour With My Eighth Novel.

Now Here's A Good One: You're Lying On Your Deathbed. You Have One Hour To Live. Who Is It, Exactly, You Have Needed All These Years To Forgive?

What People Mistook For Safety Was In Fact Captivity.

Aid Workers, When Handing Out Food To Starving People, Quickly Learn That The People Fighting For It At The Front Are The People Who Need It Least. It's The People Sitting Quietly At The Back, Too Weak To Fight, Who Need It The Most. And So Too With Tragedy.

To Be Honest, The Only Thing I Ever Really Wanted To Be Was A Writer - Since I Read 'charlotte's Web' As A Child.