If You Are Able To

Love And Despair Go Hand In Hand.

The Point Is To Strip Down, Get Protestant, Then Even More Naked. Walk Over Scorched Bricks To Find Your Own Soul. Your Heart A Searching Dog In The Rubble.

Time Is What Makes Good Stories. Much Has Been Cooking For A Long Time, And At Last Finds An Out In Narration One Day. That's A Supreme Joy. And Why The Characters Keep Showing Up.

I Wake My Wife Up At 3 A.m. And Say, "listen To This!"

The Alcohol Had The Code And Mystery About It As A Writer's Drug, But I'm Glad That's Been Debunked. But The Trouble With The Drinking, Much As I Hate To Admit It, Is It Helped The Work.