Power, wrongly used, defeats the oppressor as well as the oppressed.
When I was a kid... I needed to belong.
Life is a whoopee cushion, a chair pulled away just as you were taking a seat.
I love revising. If you demystify the process, it comes down to four strategies: what can I do to make the draft better; what should I cut out to make it stronger; what do I need to do to clarify it; and finally, what should I reposition.
The roundness of life's design may be a sign that there is a presence beyond ourselves.
As my early drawings warned me, where humans go, lions and tidal waves follow.