She Was An Artist. She Held Opposites

They May Already Know Too Much About Their Mother And Father--nothing Being More Factual Than Divorce, Where So Much Has To Be Explained And Worked Through Intelligently (though They Have Tried To Stay Equable). I've Noticed This Is Often The Time When Children Begin Calling Their Parents By Their First Names, Becoming Little Ironists After Their Parents' Faults. What Could Be Lonelier For A Parent Than To Be Criticized By His Child On A First-name Basis?

I Don't Want To Be Taken To Bhutan And Smell The Flowers. I Want To Be Told Something I Couldn't Have Been Told Any Other Way.

I'm Not One Of Those People Who As A Writer Lets My Characters Tell Me What They Want To Do Or Call To Me Or Seek Me. I Go Seeking For Things, Using Them As An Agent, Really.

Writing Never Came Naturally And I Still Have To Force My Hand To Do It.

I Had A Tourette's Period. And Obsessive Compulsive Disorder. Things Would Get In My Brain That I Couldn't Get Out Of My Brain.