Your heartbreak is just another version of the same old story.

A creative writing program is only as good as its teachers, and I was fortunate in having two great writers as mentors.

I don't want to have my life fall apart for my work.

We've been hearing about the death of the novel ever since the day after Don Quixote was published.

He insisted on a single trade secret: that you had to survive, find some quiet, and work hard every day.

You have friends who actually care about you and speak the language of the inner self. You have avoided them of late. Your soul is as disheveled as your apartment, and until you can clean it up a little you don't want to invite anyone inside.

Eat, drink and remarry is my motto.