Mouse Was The Truest Friend

The Way I Write Is This: I Write About A Thousand Words A Day, A Little Bit More. The Next Morning, I Read Those Thousand Words And Cursorily Edit That. Then I Write The Next Thousand. I Do That All The Way To The End Of The Book And Then I Reread The Book Quite A Few Times, Editing As Go Through.

Susan Straight Finds La's Secret Heart In Between Heaven And Here And With A Sleight Of Hand Only The Masters Have, She Creates An Alley, A Neighborhood, A History That Is As Rich And Tragic As Any Shakespearean Tale.

Freedom Is A State Of Mind, I Said Wondering Where I'd Heard It Before, Not A State Of Being. We Are All Slaves To Gravity And Morality And The Vicissitudes Of Nature. Our Genes Govern Us Much More Than We'd Like To Think. Our Bodies Can Not Know Absolute Freedom But Our Minds Can, Can At Least Try.

It Was Mid-november 2008. There Were Pirates Taking Ships With Impunity In African Waters, Terrorists Punching Holes In Indian Security, China Sinking Towards Depression Because Americans Were Afraid To Buy Cheap Goods For Christmas, And The Richest Nation In The History Of The World Was Talking About How To Keep A Budget.

I Like To Read Either In Motion Or In Water... I Am Happiest Reading In The Bathtub.