Luck Can't Last A Lifetime Unless You

I Began As A Boy With Artistic Talent... As A Visual Artist... I Thought That Was What I'd Become And In My Late Teens Drifted Into Reading Serious Literature.

It Was Strange To Stand There In Front Of The Mirror And See Myself Like I Was My Own Best Friend, A Kid Wanted To Hang With Forever. This Was A Boy I Could Travel To The Seacoasts With, A Boy I'd Like To Meet Up With In Foreign Cities Like Calcutta And London And Brazil, A Boy I Could Trust Who Also Had A Good Sense Of Humor And Liked Smoked Oysters From A Can And Good Weed And The Occasional 40 Ounces Of Malt. If I Was Going To Be Alone For The Rest Of My Life This Was The Person I Wanted To Be Alone With.

But On The Other Hand, I Don't Actively Seek Out Stories Or Hunt Them Down.

Although I Still Occasionally Paint And Draw, My Life Has Now Been Shaped By My Writing.

Like Neanderthals, Men Prefer To Hunt Alone Or, If In A Pack, At The Head Of It. Women, Whether In The Field Or In A Campfire, Are Collaborative, And When They Hunt...they Work Together.