Make Peace With What Is.

Make Notes—i’ve Lost More Material Than I’ve Ever Written. Contrary To Popular Opinion, It’s Not Still Up There In One’s Brain. It’s In Outer Space And It Ain’t Coming Back.

I Can Write For A Long Time On One Novel And Not Get Tired.

I've Never Been One To Tear The Social Fabric.

Two Separate, Distinct Personalities, Not Separate At All, But Inextricably Bound, Soul And Body And Mind, To Each Other, How Did We Get So Far Apart So Fast?

With My Friends, I Don't Feel Pressure To Be Someone Other Than Who I Am.