Use Your Power Gently.

Madly, Futilely, I Wrote Novel After Novel, Eight In All, That Failed To Find A Publisher. I Persisted Because For Me The Novel Was The Supreme Literary Form: Not Just One Among Many, Not A Relic Of The Past, But The Way We Communicate To One Another The Subtlest Truths About This Business Of Living.

There Are Dozens Of Great American Writers Who Write About The Family.

When I Began To Write Seriously, 40 Years Ago Now, My Chosen Form Was The Novel.

There Is This Notion That The Lives Of The Comfortable-off Middle Class Don't Merit Being Treated Seriously And With Compassion.

Today Begins My Walk With You. Where You Go, I Go. Where You Stay, I Stay. When You Sleep, I Will Sleep. When You Rise, I Will Rise. I Will Pass My Days Within The Sound Of Your Voice, And My Nights Within The Reach Of Your Hand. And None Shall Come Between Us. - Manth Vow