because the hardest boss a man can ever have is himself.
Reading is the creative center of a writer's life." -
Even at eleven, he had observed that things turned out right a ridiculous amount of the time.
For a moment he felt a wild hope: perhaps this really was a nightmare. Perhaps he would awake in his own bed, bathed in sweat, shaking, maybe even crying . . . but alive. Safe. Then he pushed the thought away. Its charm was deadly, its comfort fatal.
Legends grow beards, and twenty-three years is plenty of time to grow a long one.
Writing fiction, especially a long work of fiction, can be a difficult, lonely job; it's like crossing the Atlantic Ocean in a bathtub. There's plenty of opportunity for self-doubt.