There's A Certain Nostalgia And Romance In

When It Comes Time To Sit Down And Write The Next Book, You're Deathly Afraid That You're Not Up To The Task. That Was Certainly The Case With Me After Snow Falling On Cedars.

I Have Relaxed Into My Persona As An Author, Although I Used To Fight That.

What Some People Interpret As Brooding Melancholy Is Serenity. I Don't Feel Required To Grasp All The Time.

The Strange Thing Was, He Wanted To Like Everyone. He Just Couldn't Find A Way To Do It.

The Status Quo Was Rote Memorization And Recitation In Classrooms Thronged With Passive Children Who Were Sternly Disciplined When They Expressed Individual Needs.