Nobody Does Anything For One Reason.

A Couple Of Years I Taught In Graduate Programs At Nyu And Columbia, In The Early Eighties.

It's Hard To Spend Years At A Time Working In Total Solitude With No Reality-check.

We Know That People We Love Are Both Good And Bad, But We Expect Strangers To Be One Or The Other.

But Really, It Was Reading That Led Me To Writing. And In Particular, Reading The American Classics Like Twain Who Taught Me At An Early Age That Ordinary Lives Of Ordinary People Can Be Made Into High Art.

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