Words Are Tools Of Imagery

This Isn't Champagne Anymore. We Went Through The Champagne A Long Time Ago. This Is Serious Stuff. The Days Of Champagne Are Long Gone.

Farm Country -- You Know, Hay, Horses, Cattle. It's The Ideal Situation For Me. I Like The Physical Endeavors That Go With The Farm -- Cutting Hay, Cleaning Out Stalls, Or Building A Barn. You Go Do That And Then Come Back To The Writing.

I Was Shot In The Wrist When I Was A Kid. Deliberately.

All That Stuff About My Father And My Childhood Is Interesting Up To A Certain Point, But I Kind Of Capsized With The Family Drama A Long Time Ago. Now I Want To Get Away From That. Not That I Won't Return To It, But A Certain Element Has Been Exhausted, And It Feels Like Why Regurgitate All This Stuff?

When You See The Way Things Deteriorate Before Your Very Eyes. Everything Running Down Hill. It's Kind Of Silly To Even Think About Youth.