It Remains Unbelievable To Me That I

I Hope That In My Thirties I Grow As A Writer, Push Into New Territory.

Pain Collected Into Deep Pockets And I Was Aware Of This Painbut Somehow I Could Not Seem To Feel It. It Was Like A Body-deafness.

Self-disciplin E Is Necessary, But So Is Playfulness, Flexibility, Joy. When You Stop Demanding Perfection Of Yourself, Your Writing Desk Will Become A Spacious Place.

I Moved To New York With The Derangement Of Love. I Was Writing All These Terrible Stories, But I Had Never Been Happier.

You Small Mortals Don't Realize The Power Of Your Stories.