With The First Kiss His

Some Nights Are Made For Torture, Or Reflection, Or The Savoring Of Loneliness.

I Certainly Wanted To Write A Book That Was Honest About New Orleans Without Explaining It To Death, So Much So That The First Draft Contained References Absolutely Incomprehensible To Anyone Who Hasn't Lived Here For Several Years.

My Mother Is An Office Manager, My Father A Professor Of Economics And Financial Planner.

My Childhood May Have Been More Demented Than Most, Because I Learned To Read Very Early And Was Allowed To Read Whatever I Wanted.

If You’re Ever Lucky Enough To Belong Somewhere, If A Place Takes You In And You Take It Into Yourself, You Don't Desert It Just Because It Can Kill You. There Are Things More Valuable Than Life.