Thoughts, And Words That Spring

I Know What I Write About Seems Exotic To A Lot Of People, But Not For Me. I Pulled Up To An Old Trading Post And Saw A Few Elderly Navajos Sitting On A Bench. I Felt Right At Home.

The Highest Praise A Writer Can Give Another Is To Say He Wishes He Had Written His Book. I Wish I Had Written Forty Words For Sorrow. Giles Blunt Has A Tremendous Talent. If You Miss Forty Words For Sorrow, You'll Miss One Of Best Novels Of 2001.

Having Grown Up In Oklahoma When It Was One Of The Last States Which Prohibited Liquor, I Grew Up With War On Drugs, Where Every Teenager Knew Who The Bootleggers Were

Being Indian Is Not Blood As Much As It Is Culture.

I Try To Make My Books Reflect Humanity As I See It.