It's – I Write The Books And

I Write In The Mornings, Two Or Three Hours Every Day, And Then At Least Four Times A Week I Play In A Duplicate Game At A Bridge Club. I Try To Go To Tournaments Three, Four, Or Five Times A Year.

If Only, If Only, The Moon Speaks No Reply; Reflecting The Sun And All That's Gone By. Be Strong My Weary Wolf, Turn Around Boldly. Fly High, My Baby Bird, My Angel, My Only

I Guess What Led To Me Writing 'holes' Was Having Moved To Texas In 1991, And It Was Sort Of My Reaction To Texas.

What Amazes Me Is That Most Days Feel Useless. I Don't Seem To Accomplish Anything-just A Few Pages, Most Of Which Don't Seem Very Good. Yet, When I Put All Those Wasted Days Together, I Somehow End Up With A Book Of Which I'm Very Proud.

You Can't Let Anybody Else Tell You What Your Choices Are. Sometimes They Won't Give You The Right Choice.