An unfinished book. left unattended, turns feral, and she would need all her focus, will and ruthless determination to tame it again.

Even though I was making documentaries, my films had fictional elements to them. I think I like blurring those distinctions because so much of what we see on television purports to be the truth, but it's often largely imaginary - or wishful thinking, or any number of less honorable things.

She smiled. “Life is full of stories. Or maybe life is only stories. Good night, my dear Nao.

You never know who it's going to be, or what they'll bring, but whatever it is, it's always exactly what is needed.

It was really a means-of-production problem. It costs so much to make films. With a novel, you can write the whole thing on a ream of paper from Staples for $4.

And if you decide not to read anymore, hey, no problem, because you're not the one I was waiting for anyway. But if you decide to read on, then guess what? You're my kind of time being and together we'll make magic!

Sometimes when she told stories about the past her eyes would get teary from all the memories she had, but they weren't tears. She wasn't crying. They were just the memories, leaking out.