I Never Know Where I Am Going,

I Like Writing About Women, Weak And Strong, Pathetic And Heroic. I Like Writing About Men, Ditto. And All The Variants Of Men And Women, Beasts And Demons.

The Other Writer Who Had A Very Important Early Influence On Me When I Was About 17 Was C.s. Lewis.

Are Not All Loves Secretly The Same? A Hundred Flowers Sprung From A Single Root.

How Massively The Mountains Stand, While Low To The Ground The Sand Blows. The Sand Blows On And On. And Then There Are No Mountains, None At All, The Sand Has Kissed And Whispered Them Away. And Still, The Sand Blows On.

When I Started As A Writer, I Knew Nothing About Publishing-nothing About Anything!