An Author Knows His Landscape

Having Grown Up In Oklahoma When It Was One Of The Last States Which Prohibited Liquor, I Grew Up With War On Drugs, Where Every Teenager Knew Who The Bootleggers Were

An Author Knows His Landscape Best; He Can Stand Around, Smell The Wind, Get A Feel For His Place.

Everything Is Connected. The Wing Of The Corn Beetle Affects The Direction Of The Wind, The Way The Sand Drifts, The Way The Light Reflects Into The Eye Of Man Beholding His Reality. All Is Part Of Totality, And In This Totality Man Finds His Hozro, His Way Of Walking In Harmony, With Beauty All Around Him.

The First Chapter Law Is, "don't Spend Much Time On It. You're Going To Have To Rewrite It."

Women Are Extremely Important Shapers Of My Own Life.