. . .there Are Moments

The Characters In My Novels, From The Very First One, Are Always On Some Quixotic Effort Of Attempting To Control Something That Is Uncontrollable - Some Element Of The World That Is Essentially Random And Out Of Control.

How We Love To Love Things For Other People; How We Love To Have Other People Love Things Through Our Eyes.

… And So He Tried To Accept The Ache In His Heart As What Dr. Larch Would Call The Common Symptoms Of Normal Life.

They Were Involved In That Awkward Procedure Of Getting To Unknow Each Other.

Goodnight You Princes Of Maine, You Kings Of New England.