I Think Of A Book And A

An Idea Doesn't Die," Said Trapp. "it Exists Somewhere, In Its Own Dimension, Waiting To Be Perceived.

Each Beat Told Him He Was Still Alive, At Least For One More Second.

The Bark On The Tree Was Just A Little Softer.

When I Turned The Corner, I Saw Toni Waving At Me From The Elevator. I Think I've Already Told You How It Made Me Feel To See Her Smile And Wave At Me. You Can Have Your Sunsets And Waterfalls. If A Piano Were To Suddenly Fall On My Head, That's The Image I'd Want Forever Engraved In My Mind. —alton Richard

I Never Think Of An Entire Book At Once. I Always Just Start With A Very Small Idea. In 'holes,' I Just Began With The Setting; A Juvenile Correctional Facility Located In The Texas Desert. Then I Slowly Make Up The Story, And Rewrite It Several Times, And Each Time I Rewrite It, I Get New Ideas, And Change The Old Ideas Around.