I Thought I Would Lose, So I

I've Known Several Cases Of Writers Who Decide To Write About Something And They Research The Hell Out Of It And When They're Ready To Write, They Can't Move Because They Are So Burdened. I Start Writing. Whatever I Need Somehow Comes To Hand.

Someone Dying Asks If There Is Life After Death. Yes, Comes The Answer, Only Not Yours.

A Book Begins As A Private Excitement Of The Mind.

Movies Are Too Literal.

We're Always Attracted To The Edges Of What We Are, Out By The Edges Where It's A Little Raw And Nervy.