Actually,the nightmarish thought occurred to me that with electronic delivery of books becoming a norm, soon writers may be expected to provide several versions of their book, ranging from the Easy to the Complex, and buyers will choose what they're in the mood for with the click of a button! I do hope not.

Ma's still nodding. "You're the one who matters, though. Just you." I shake my head till it's wobbling because there's no just me.

Writers should be applauded for their ability to make things up.

With a time-based medium like theater or film, you can't have the audience getting restless in their seats. They're stuck there on their bums; you have to pay enormous attention to pace and you can't lose your way.

I'm really not one of these procrastinators who cleans the house in order to put off writing, but life gets in the way.

I look back one more time. It's like a crater, a hole where something happened.

Every parent has those moments where they look at their child and think, 'There's a demon in those eyes and no one can see it but me!