I Have To Detach Myself Completely From

I Think If I Had Been Writing Fiction, Where The Work Is Entirely Dependent On The Writer's Creativity And The Potential Directions The Narrative Might Take Are Infinite, I Might Have Frozen

But With Nonfiction, The Task Is Very Straightforward: Do The Research, Tell The Story

He Had No Money And No Home; He Lived Entirely On The Road Of The Racing Circuit, Sleeping In Empty Stalls, Carrying With Him Only A Saddle, His Rosary, And His Books...the Books Were The Closest Thing He Had To Furniture, And He Lived In Them The Way Other Men Live In Easy Chairs.

... Character Reigns Preeminent In Determining Potential.

At That Moment, Something Shifted Sweetly Inside Him. It Was Forgiveness, Beautiful And Effortless And Complete. For Louie Zamperini, The War Was Over.