Grieving Is Like Being Ill. You Think

Except For Cases That Clearly Involve A Homicidal Maniac, The Police Like To Believe Murders Are Committed By Those We Know And Love, And Most Of The Time They're Right - A Chilling Thought When You Sit Down To Dinner With A Family Of Five. All Those Potential Killers Passing Their Plates.

The Memory Is Like Orbiting Twin Stars, One Visible, One Dark, The Trajectory Of What's Evident Forever Affected By The Gravity Of What's Concealed.

I Caution Writers All The Time To Slow Down And Pay More Attention To The Work In Front Of Them Than To The End Result. I Don't Think You Write One Book And Get Anywhere. I Think You Write Five Books And Then Maybe You Are Finally On The Right Path.

Beware The Dark Pool At The Bottom Of Our Hearts. In Its Icy, Black Depths Dwell Strange And Twisted Creatures It Is Best Not To Disturb.

Poise And Indifference So Often Look The Same.