Jemu watched his father disappear. He didn't throw the coconut and he didn't cry. Never again would he know love for another human being that wasn't adulterated by another, contradictory emotion.

The present changes the past. Looking back you do not find what you left behind.

When you write on your own, you can write the extremes. No one else is watching and you can really go as far as you need to.

The publishing world is very timid. Readers are much braver.

Jemu watched his father disappear. He didn't throw the coconut and he didn't cry. Never again would he know love for another human being that wasn't adulterated by another, contradictory emotion.

New York is a lovely city. It is an easy city to go back to and an easy city to leave. Every time I go there I immediately make travel plans.

I love Truman Capote, Tennessee Williams, Flannery O'Connor. I read a lot of American writers.