Right And Wrong Were Shades Of Meaning,

Each Life Is One Short Word Slowly Uttered.

He Had A Thousand-year-old Stare.

Power Travels In The Bloodlines, Handed Out Before Birth.

We All Got Holes In Our Lives. Nobody Dies In A Perfect Garment.

I Make Very Involved Drawings, Even Little Structures, And Try Using Design To Figure Out The Rhythm Of A Plot. If There Are Several Narrators Then A Clue Has To Pop Up In The First Line. There Have To Be Certain Grammatical Clues, Or Distinctive Names.