I don't know anything but writing practice, and so what I really do is direct that energy as if it were flowing down a river.

Play around. Dive into absurdity and write. Take chances. You will succeed if you are fearless of failure.

Finally, if you want to write, you have to just shut up, pick up a pen, and do it. I'm sorry there are no true excuses. This is our life. Step forward. Maybe it's only for ten minutes. That's okay. To write feels better than all the excuses.

While I had cancer, I wrote these twenty-two personal essays about how I lived my life backed by Zen and writing.

We must remember that everything is ordinary and extraordinary. It is our minds that either open or close.

In the middle of the world, make one positive step. In the center of chaos, make one definitive act. Just write.

If I didn't have that, fear and projections over what was coming next could have taken over. But it was tough. Don't think I was an angel. It was hell.