I'm Still In Love With What I

I Choose To Believe In God Because It Makes Things Better.

The Only [working] Ritual Is Making Tea. I Use The Loose Leaves And Drink It By The Gallon.

The Man In Black Travels With Your Soul In His Pocket.

Writing Fiction, Especially A Long Work Of Fiction, Can Be A Difficult, Lonely Job; It's Like Crossing The Atlantic Ocean In A Bathtub. There's Plenty Of Opportunity For Self-doubt.

I'm Most Afraid Of Losing My Mind. You Lose Your Identity, Your Sense Of Who You Are, Where You Are.