I Like Crazy Shoes Or

You Can't Cure A Chipped Plate. All You Can Do Is Live With It Or Throw It Out.

When I Was In Second Grade, My Mother Moved From Miami To This Evangelical Conservative Environment In Western North Carolina, Two Miles Down The Road From Billy Graham And His Wife, Ruth.

On The Last Morning Of Virginia's Bloodiest Year Since The Civil War, I Built A Fire And Sat Facing A Window Of Darkness Where At Sunrise I Knew I Would Find The Sea.

My Fans Want Me To Talk To Them. And Even If They Want To Be Critical, I Want To Hear What They've Got To Say.

Thoughts Are Odd Misfires.