Indefinite Plans Get Dubious Results.

In Writing With Detail, You Are Turning To Face The World. It Is A Deeply Political Act, Because You Are Not Staying In The Heat Of Your Own Emotions. You Are Offering Up Some Good Solid Bread For The Hungry.

We Should Notice That We Are Already Supported At Every Moment. There Is The Earth Below Our Feet And There Is The Air, Filling Our Lungs And Emptying Them. We Should Begin From This When We Need Support.

We Are Important And Our Lives Are Important, Magnificent Really, And Their Details Are Worthy To Be Recorded.

I Wonder If I Don't Give Too Much Of Myself To Writing: I Am Always Half Where I Am; The Other Half Is Feeding The Furnace, Kick-starting The Heat Of Creativity. I Am Making Love With Someone But At The Same Time I'm Noticing How This Graceful Hand Across My Belly Might Just Fit In With The Memory Of Lilacs In Albuquerque In 1974.

Our Job As Writers Is To Listen, To Come Home To The Four Corners Of The Earth.