I Don't Write Under The Ghost Of

My Best Stories Come Out Of Nowhere, With No Concern For Form At All.

You Need To See A Bit Of Hell Now And Then. That, And Great Joy.

Children Will Listen To Anything Elders Say To Survive, And If You Grew Up Without An Elder Telling You There Was A God, What Did Your Parents Say To You?

Randomness I Love. And I Still Love Just A Holler Right In The Middle Of An Ongoing Narrative. Pain Or Joy, Ecstasy.

I Thought I Was Writing For A Fairly Hip, Intelligent Crowd; I Just Thought There Were More Of Them Out There. But They're Not. They're Not Out There Waiting. They're Not Gonna Use Their Intelligence On Your Book.