Before Writers Are Writers They Are Readers,

I Grew Up With Landscape As A Recourse, With The Possibility Of Exiting The Horizontal Realm Of Social Relations For A Vertical Alignment With Earth And Sky, Matter And Spirit. Vast Open Spaces Speak Best To This Craving, The Spaces I Myself First Found In The Desert And Then In The Western Grasslands.

Sometimes A Few Passionate People Change The World; Sometimes They Start A Mass Movement And Millions Do.

I Feel Like We're In A Truly Revolutionary Period, Not Just In Terms Of Practical Activities To Overthrow Regimes In The Middle East Or Occupy But Also In Terms Of Radical Redefinitions. I Feel Like Workers Are A Big Part Of It, But There's So Much More Going On.

How Do You Calculate Upon The Unforeseen? It Seems To Be An Art Of Recognizing The Role Of The Unforeseen, Of Keeping Your Balance Amid Surprises, Of Collaborating With Chance, Of Recognizing That There Are Some Essential Mysteries In The World And Thereby A Limit To Calculation, To Plan, To Control. To Calculate On The Unforeseen Is Perhaps Exactly The Paradoxical Operation That Life Most Requires Of Us.

The Present Rearranges The Past. We Never Tell The Story Whole Because A Life Isn't A Story; It's A Whole Milky Way Of Events And We Are Forever Picking Out Constellations From It To Fit Who And Where We Are.