Negative People Present Us With An Accelereted

The Characters That I Create Are Parts Of Myself And I Send Them On Little Missions To Find Out What I Don’t Know Yet.

I Confess, Right At The Start, To The Doubts - And Sometimes Outright Dreads - That Go With Me As I Climb The Stairs To My Study In The Morning, Coffee Mug In Hand: I Have To Admit To The Habitual Apprehension Mixed With A Sort Of Reverence, As I Light The Incense . . . And Wonder: What Is Going To Happen Today? Will Anything Happen? Will The Angel Come Today?

Dreams Say What They Mean, But They Don't Say It In Daytime Language.

I Work Continuously Within The Shadow Of Failure. For Every Novel That Makes It To My Publisher's Desk, There Are At Least Five Or Six That Died On The Way. And Even With The Ones I Do Finish, I Think Of All The Ways They Might Have Been Better.

The Best Antidote I Have Found Is To Yearn For Something. As Long As You Yearn, You Can't Congeal: There Is A Forward Motion To Yearning.