Anyone Who Undertakes The Literary Grind Had

Being President Of Too Many Well-meaning Organizations Put My Father Into An Early Grave. The Lesson In This Was Not Lost On Me.

The North Isn't A Place. It's Just A Direction Out Of The South.

English Is An Outrageous Tangle Of Those Derivations And Other Multifarious Linguistic Influences, From Yiddish To Shoshone, Which Has Grown Up Around A Gnarly Core Of Chewy, Clangorous Yawps Derived From Ancestors Who Painted Themselves Blue To Frighten Their Enemies.

When I Was A Little Kid, Of Course, I Was Brown All Summer. That's Because I Was Free As A Bird- Nothing To Do But Catch Bugs All Day.

I Think Writer's Block Is Simply The Dread That You Are Going To Write Something Horrible. But As A Writer, I Believe That If You Sit Down At The Keys Long Enough, Sooner Or Later Something Will Come Out.