Everybody Else Is Working To Change, Persuade,

And As He Spoke, I Was Thinking, 'the Kind Of Stories That People Turn Life Into, The Kind Of Lives People Turn Stories Into.

Only In America, Rabbi Golden, Do These Peasants, Our Mothers, Get Their Hair Dyed Platinum At The Age Of Sixty, And Walk Up And Down Collins Avenue In Florida In Pedalpushers And Mink Stoles - And With Opinions On Every Subject Under The Sun. It Isn't Their Fault They Were Given A Gift Like Speech - Look, If Cows Could Talk, They Would Say Things Just As Idiotic.

I Have A Slogan I Use When I Get Anxious Writing, Which Happens Quite A Bit: ‘the Ordeal Is Part Of The Commitment.’ It’s One Of My Mantras. It Makes A Lot Of Things Doable.

When I Was A Child... I Was Watching A Snowstorm, And Hopefully Asked, 'momma, Do We Believe In Winter?'

What I Have In Mind When I Start To Write Could Fit Inside An Acorn-an Acorn, Moreover, That Rarely If Ever Grows Into An Oak. Write Fiction And You Relinquish Reason. You Start With An Acorn And You End Up With A Mackerel.