Not Returning Phone Calls Is The Severest

It’s What We Chase But Never Find. It Is The Mystery Of Our Lives, The Understanding That Even When We Have Everything We Want It Is One Day To Leave Us. It’s The Something Unseen, The Lurking Devastation, The Darkness That Gives Our Lives Dimension.

Well, Life Isn't A Cakewalk, Is It?! Eighty-nine Percent Of The World's Most Valuable Art Was Created By Men Living In Rat-infested Flats. You Think Velásquez Wore Adidas? You Think He Enjoyed The Luxuries Of Central Heating And Twenty-four-hour Pizza Delivery?!

Not Returning Phone Calls Is The Severest Form Of Torture In The Civilized World.

I Believe Writers Need To Be Chameleons, Or Like Meryl Streep, Who Can Play All Sorts Of Characters. A Good Writer Should Be Able To Cross Gender Lines And People Of All Social Classes. So For Me, Writing From A Male Point Of View Would Be A Great Challenge, That I Would Look Forward To Taking On.

It Was What Accidental Deaths Did To People, Made Everybody's Sea Floor Irregular And Uneven, Causing Tidal Currents To Collide, Surge Upward, Thereby Resulting In Small Yet Volatile Eddies Churning At Everybody's Surface. (in The More Dangerous Cases, It Created A Lasting Whirlpool In Which The Strongest Swimmers Could Drown.)