Candy Is My Fuel. Ice Cream, Too.

Horse Racing Is Really Much More Intimidating Than Anything Having To Do With Literature. When I Had Horses At The Racetrack, I Would Wake Up In Terror In A Way That I Would Never Wake Up While Working On A Novel.

Before I Write A Novel, Images Float Around In My Head That Work Like Icons - They Are Meaningless In Themselves, But Serve As Reminders.

All Equestrians, If They Last Long Enough, Learn That Riding In Whatever Form Is A Lifelong Sport And Art, An Endeavor That Is Both Familiar And New Every Time You Take The Horse Out Of His Stall Or Pasture.

Twenty-five, He Was. Twenty-five Tomorrow. Some Years The Snow Had Melted For His Birthday, But Not This Year, And So It Had Been A Long Winter Full Of Cows.

I Thought I Might Write Mysteries For The Rest Of My Life.