I Went To College In Vermont, And

A Child Should Never Even Think About Being A "good Son." A Parent Decides That Fate For The Child. The Parent Encourages That. Not The Child Himself. And The "perfect Dad"? I Shudder At Thinking What That May Be.

I Feel I'm Moving Toward As Well As Away From Something, And Anything Is Possible.

All Of My Books Come From Pain.

Why Would I Care What Other People Are Thinking? I Don't Care What An Audience Thinks Of Me.

I Needed Something--the Distraction Of Another Life--to Alleviate Fear.