So when I made some money, I didn't have any idea how one handled such a situation because no one in our family ever had any money.

Because most writers have totally unrealistic concepts of how publishing works.

Being a writer requires an intoxication with language.

When we were children we were errant enough to wish to be birds for the day but there's nothing easier to lose than playfulness.

I've never felt influenced by Ernest Hemingway though I suppose there is something inevitable there.

Wherever we go we do harm, forgiving ourselves as wheels do cement for wearing each other out. We set this house on fire, forgetting that we live within. (from "To a Meadowlark," for M.L. Smoker)

Birthdays are ghost bounty hunters that track you down to ask, "Que pasa, baby?