When Art Becomes A Science It Is

I Try To Connect With The Everyday, Every Guy.

Sometimes I Make My Life A Living Hell By Writing Complex Stories With Complex Characters. But I Love It.

The Foolishness Of Chasing The Moon Ached My Heart. I Was Stuck Between The Moon And The Shore And Surrounded By An Empty Sea.

I Had My Boy In Boston On Easter Sunday. That Kills Me, From A Sports Perspective. He's A Boston Baby And I'm A New York Guy.

I Would Always Love To Be An Athlete, But It's Got To Be A Tough Day When You Have To Hang Up Those Cleats.