Without Stories We Would Go Mad. Life

Stories Can Conquer Fear, You Know. They Can Make The Heart Bigger.

I Was Born Left-handed, But I Was Made To Use My Other Hand. When I Was Writing 'famished Road,' Which Was Very Long, I Got Repetitive Stress Syndrome. My Right Wrist Collapsed, So I Started Using My Left Hand. The Prose I Wrote With My Left Hand Came Out Denser, So Later On I Had To Change It.

It Is Easy To Forget How Mysterious And Mighty Stories Are. They Do Their Work In Silence, Invisibly. They Work With All The Internal Materials Of Your Mind And Self. They Become Part Of You While Changing You. Beware The Stories You Read Or Tell; Subtly, At Night, Beneath The Waters Of Consciousness, They Are Altering Your World.

We Are Living In Enchanted Time. With Our Spirits Right.

I'm Conscious Of A Series Of Circles Working Its Way Through My Life. And At This Particular Moment I Have Come Round To The Beginning Of My Writing Cycle. It Begins With Poetry. There's Hardly A Day That Goes Past On Which I Don't Write Poetry.