He decided then that he would love her forever no matter what came to pass. It was not so much a matter of deciding as accepting the inevitability of it. It made him feel better, though he felt perturbed, too, worried that this kiss was wrong. But from his point of view, at fourteen years old, their love was entirely unavoidable. It had started on the day they'd clung to his glass box and kissed in the sea, and now it must go on forever. He felt certain of this.

I was born in Washington State and have lived here for 42 plus years.

I'm interested in themes that endure from generation to generation.

I often heard about his cases and I often sat in on his trials. In the late 1960s when I was growing up I wanted to be a crusader like him but I didn't want to wear a suit and commute.

Fiction is socially meaningful.

Post-modernism is dead because it didn't address human needs.

That the world was silent and cold and bare and that in this lay its terrible beauty