I Wanted Everything. What Could

The Language In New Mexico Is Very Different. At First When You Hear The Speech Here, You Don't Really Know What To Do With It, But Then I Just Went With It, Because As A Writer As Well As A Translator I Do Believe That Translated Words Are Not Different Names For The Same Thing. They're Different Names For Different Things. I Tried To Stay As True As I Could, So I Used Ruben Cobos' Dictionary Of Southwestern Spanish, And When I Went Into Spanish I Never Assumed The Word I Would Use Would Be The Word A Nuevomexicano Would Use.

I Definitely Do See Language Serving Its Users, And When It No Longer Serves Them We Need To Look For New Words.

As Time Has Gone On And We're At The End Of The 20th Century And Major Publishing Is A Big Business, Yes, Of Course We're Going To Get A Lot Of Plain, Mediocre Trash. There Are A Lot Of Writers Who Get Huge Advances For Books That Don't Go Anywhere And They Have To Burn Them Somewhere Or Throw Them Away. I Always Think About All The Poor Trees That Have Been Sacrificed.

Poverty Has Its Advantages. When You're That Poor What Would You Have That Anyone Would Want? Except Your Peace Of Mind. Your Dignity. Your Heart. The Important Things.

I'm Obviously An American Citizen. My Parents Are American Citizens. But I'm Not Looked At As An American.