I Think Of Myself As A Really

That The World Was Silent And Cold And Bare And That In This Lay Its Terrible Beauty

I Was Aware That There Is An Expectation That Writers Inevitably Falter At This Stage, That They Fail To Live Up To The Promise Of Their First Successful Book, That The Next Book Never Pleases The Way The Prior One Did. It Simply Increased My Sense Of Being Challenged.

I Think Of Myself As A Really Happy Person.

It's A Brooding Melancholy That Haunts Me.

My Father Is A Practicing Criminal Law Attorney In The Seattle Area.