In my case, the body of work stands for itself... I think my work has been representative of me as a man.

So I'm OK with myself, with history, my work, who I am and who I was.

Far as I can tell, I still have most of my hair, my gut is not hanging over my belt, and I still have all of my teeth.

I wanted to explore the values that are at work, underpinning my life.

I'm going to quit writing.

My father was the quintessential husband and dad.

My mother was the most amazing person. She taught me to be kind to other women. She believed in family. She was with my father from the first day they met. All that I am, she taught me.