I think, for me, when I direct my own work it's just an extension of the authorship.

It's strange, people have asked me what my schedule is and what is my process like, and I can't even answer it.

I find that more and more I'm trying to entertain myself when I'm working, because I know the work's going to go to a horrible place.

A typical day for me is I'm writing when I'm not directing.

I would hope that the staffs at juvenile detention centers and reform schools are carefully chosen so that there is a community of support and hope.

Grief does not expire like a candle or the beacon on a lighthouse. It simply changes temperature. It becomes a kind of personal weather system. Snow settles in the liver. The bowels grow thick with humidity. Ice congeals in the stomach. Frost spiderwebs in the lungs. The heart fills with warm rain that turns to mist and evaporates through a colder artery.

It's been hard for me to not write, and that's the only process I can speak to I guess, it's so compulsive and I need to do it all the time that sometimes I make myself not do it so I can actually tend to my life.