I Didn't Think I Had

I'm Intrigued By The Way In Which Physical Appearance Can Often Direct A Person's Life; Things Happen Differently For A Beautiful Woman Than For A Plain One.

I Can Remember The Lush Spring Excitement Of Language In Childhood. Sitting In Church, Rolling It Around My Mouth Like Marbles--tabernacle And Pharisee And Parable, Tresspass And Babylon And Covenant.

I Didn't Want It To Be A Book That Made Pronouncements.

There's A Preoccupation With Memory And The Operation Of Memory And A Rather Rapacious Interest In History.

All History, Of Course, Is The History Of Wars.