When I Found Myself In

It Was Always Clear To Me That I Would Have To Earn My Readers, Some I Would Have To Find, Some To Create.

I'm A Dilettante By Temperament. I Don't Have Any Expectation.

You Can See The Diversity That Pieces In The Anthology Represent, And Then The Interconnections-obvious And Less Obvious-between Various Stories Or Between Various Modes Of Storytelling. Diversity Generates Need For Conversation, Conversation Generates Common Interests, As Well As Differences. Literature, As A Human Project, Is All About That.

The Hopeless Hope Is One Of The Early Harbingers Of Spring, Bespeaking An Innocent Belief That The World Might Right Its Wrongs And Reverse Its Curses Simply Because The Trees Are Coming Into Leaf.

A Particular Piece Of Music Attaches Itself To The Piece I'm Writing, And There Is Nothing Else I Can Listen To. Every Day I Return To The Same Space To Write, The Music Providing Both The Walls And The Pictures On The Walls.