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I Do Believe That As You Write More And Age, The Arrogance And Most Of The Vanity Goes. Or It Is A Vanity Met With Vast Gratitude, That You Were Hit By Something As You Stood In The Way Of It, That Anybody Is Listening.

I Thought I Was Writing For A Fairly Hip, Intelligent Crowd; I Just Thought There Were More Of Them Out There. But They're Not. They're Not Out There Waiting. They're Not Gonna Use Their Intelligence On Your Book.

Whoever You Are, Be That Person With All Your Might. Time Goes By Faster Than We Thought. It Is A Thief So Quiet. You Must Let Yourself Be Loved And You Must Love, Parts Of You That Never Loved Must Open And Love. You Must Announce Yourself In All Particulars So You Can Have Yourself.

I Don't Write Under The Ghost Of Faulkner. I Live In The Same Town And Find His Life And Work Inspiring, But That's It. I Have A Motorcycle And Tool Along The Country Lanes. I Travel At My Own Speed.

Time Is What Makes Good Stories. Much Has Been Cooking For A Long Time, And At Last Finds An Out In Narration One Day. That's A Supreme Joy. And Why The Characters Keep Showing Up.