A Writer Of Books Has To Admit

If You Feel A Bump On Page One Hundred, It May Be You Went Off On Page Fifty.

Uncharged With Invisible Meaning, The Visible Is Nothing, Mere Clay; And Without Visible Circumstance, A Territory, To Connect To, Our Spirit Is Shapeless, Nameless, And Undefined.

There Is No Longer Any Such Thing As Fiction Or Nonfiction; There's Only Narrative.

Things That Appear On The Front Page Of The Newspaper As 'fact' Are Far More Dangerous Than The Games Played By A Novelist, And Can Lead To Wars.

Planning To Write Is Not Writing.