All The World's A Stage We're Going

To Write A Short Story, You Have To Be Able To Stay Up All Night.

Nothing's A Joke With Me. It Just All Comes Out Like One.

Love Is Art, Not Truth. It’s Like Painting Scenery.

Forgiveness Lives Alone And Far Off Down The Road, But Bitterness And Art Are Close, Gossipy Neighbors, Sharing The Same Clothesline, Hanging Out Their Things, Getting Their Laundry Confused.

If One Publishes, Then One Is Creating A Public Record Of Learning To Write.