She didn't love him and he didn't love her; she was like an addiction, and what they were doing had a darkness to it, a weight.
Kim EdwardsA fear Paul had transformed all these years, like a gifted alchemist, into anger and rebellion.
Kim EdwardsWriting is always a process of discoveryโI never know the end, or even the events on the next page, until they happen. Thereโs a constant interplay between the imagining and shaping of the story.
Kim EdwardsHe carried Paul inside and up the stairs. He gave him a drink of water and the orange chewable aspirin he like and sat with him on the bed, holding his hand...This was what he yearned to capture on film: these rare moments where the world seemed unified, coherent, everything contained in a single fleeting image. A spareness that held beauty and hope and motion - a kind of silvery poetry, just as the body was poetry in blood and flesh and bone.
Kim Edwards