Writing is self employment, so you can make your own schedule.

And here in this room, I re-experience the memories again and again it is how wisdom comes and how we shape our future.

She fell asleep, and it was a sleep as thin as the night clouds, dotted with dreams that came and went like the stars.

I have been fortunate. I have done so many things and enjoyed so many things and had such a great life, not to imply that it is ending, but that there aren't many things that I feel I have left undone.

The worst part of holding the memories is not the pain. It's the loneliness of it. Memories need to be shared.

When I create characters, I create a world to inhabit and they begin to feel very real for me. I don't belong in a psych ward, I don't think, but they become very real, like my own family, and then I have to say goodbye, close the door, and work on other things.

And they are beginning to realize that the world they live in is a place where the right thing is often hard, sometimes dangerous, and frequently unpopular.