I lived in New Mexico until I was seventeen, and honestly I've been homesick ever since I left.

I did take one drawing class in school, but for this book I spent a lot of time talking to painters and asking them silly questions.

I lived in New Mexico until I was seventeen, and honestly I've been homesick ever since I left.

I do think that it is one of the eternal questions about art, though - is all art intrinsically selfish?

Does art play a role in the greater good of society, or does it just promote the satisfaction of the artist? I go back and forth on that question.

Publishing requires a lot of persistence and a fair amount of luck.

I've spent many a day worrying that I will never be able to write again!