I Prefer True Over Happy Now.

Red Sox Fans Have Been Pushed To The Brink Over The Years, But That's How Faith Grows Stronger.

My Childhood Was Marked By The Great Fear Of Nuclear Holocaust. We Practiced Our Civil Defense Drills, Lining Up In Hallways, Curled To The Floor, But We Knew We'd Die Or, Worse, Survive Only To Suffer Radiation And Slow Death.

Sometimes The Only Way To Fix A Mistake- Is To Make It Twice.

Writing Is My Obsession, My Passion. My Relationship With It Is One Of The Most Complex And Agonizing And Richly Vexing That I Have In My Life.

First, You Hand Over Some Basics-overwhelming Joy, Existential Angst, A Giving-in To Desire, Etc. And Then You Promise To Withstand Talking Idly About The Weather, To Encourage Cliché, To Uphold The Virtues Of Average. You Hand Over The Need To Be Understood And, In Return, You Get A Bar Of Normal Soap. And You Can Wash In It And Be Daily Reborn To A Safe World Of Modest, Enduring Love Or, At Least, Mild, Well-mannered Bonding.