I Have Very Few Hobbies. In Fact,

It Seems Like The Original 'star Trek' Could Have Gone On Longer.

Oh, God, I Don't Know What's More Difficult, Life Or The English Language.

It's Hard For Me To Think Of Writing A Novel, Because It Takes So Long.

No One I Interact With - Except Maybe For Family And Strangers At The Russian Baths And Other Weird Places I May Go To - Is Just Friends Or Lovers With Me: They Also Know Something Of My Writing And This Distorts Their Take On Me.

For Me, The Past Is Dead. Can't Go Back.