To live with angels and chase their dreams.

In Lilly's eyes her beautiful clear water eyes there is what I have sought and never found, wanted and never had, hoped for and never discovered. Love.

L.A is a huge place, literally and metaphorically. Its beauty and horror. Its unconventional history. Its draw and allure. Its diversity and segregation.

Its not just a smile of momentary happiness. When it disappears from my face, it will stay with me.

Most of the time, it's not the concept, but the execution of craft that counts.

I'm just going to write my books and do my work and release it. Let the world decide what it is, and if it's any good or not.

My life has been like all the lives, long and hard and full of sadness and confusion and horror, a frightening, difficult dream punctuated by brief moments of joy. And as is the case with all people's lives, the moments of joy are never often enough and never long enough.