Writing Is A Miserable, Awful Business. Stay

Carmen Prayed Hard. She Prayed While Standing Near The Priest In Hopes It Would Give Her Request Extra Credibility. What She Prayed For Was Nothing. She Prayed That God Would Look On Them And See The Beauty Of Their Existence And Leave Them Alone.

Nonfiction Is Easy And Fiction Is Hard.

The Light Was Cut To Lace By The Trees That Had Grown So Thick With Leaves In The Last Few Months.

Reading Is A Private Act, Private Even From The Person Who Wrote The Book. Once The Novel Is Out There, The Author Is Beside The Point. The Reader And The Book Have Their Own Relationship Now, And Should Be Left Alone To Work Things Out For Themselves.

Never Be So Focused On What You're Looking For That You Overlook The Thing You Actually Find.