Writers Will Be Judged By What They

I’d Like To Go Out In The Front Yard And Shout Something. “none Of This Is Worth It!” That’s What I’d Like People To Hear.

My Life Is Going To Change. I Feel It.

That's All We Have, Finally, The Words, And They Had Better Be The Right Ones.

My Circumstances Of Unrelieved Responsibility And Permanent Distraction Necessitated The Short Story Form.

There Was This Funny Thing Of Anything Could Happen Now That We Realized Everything Had.