An agony. The exit like the entrance - but reserved. A palindrome: gut-tug.

An author's life is different, complex, and ongoing, while a character's remains frozen in one little story.

I wondered about the half-life of regret.

If one publishes, then one is creating a public record of Learning to Write.

(Such a life)engaged gross quantities of hope and despair and set them wildly side by side, like a Third World country of the heart.

Twenty-year-olds have a kind of emotional idealism about relationships and about the world that enables them to say, 'No, you lied to me. Goodbye.' When they see wickedness, they walk away.

This was my modest dream come true: unambitious flight. The kind that never even got high enough for a view.