I Tended To Be Drawn To The

Regret Is A Pilgrimage Back To The Place Where I Was Free To Choose.

My Older Sister Has Entire Kingdoms Inside Of Her, And Some Of Them Are Only Accessible At Certain Seasons, In Certain Kinds Of Weather.

Once You Figure Out What's Best For The Story, Take Out The Rest.

My Mom Says I'm Destined To Be The Sort Of Man Who Uses Big Words But Pronounces Them Incorrectly.

I'm Probably A Lot Closer Than Perhaps The Contents Of My Early Fiction Suggest To A Jaded Denny's Waitress With Smoker's-lung-black Humor Than A Ghost Hunter.