Art Is Too Long, And Life Is

When I Was About Twenty-one, I Published A Few Poems. Maybe I Wrote A Couple Of Stories Before, But I Really Began To Write Stories In My Mid-thirties. My Kids Were Still Little, And They Were In School And Day Care, And I Had Begun To Think A Lot About Wanting To Tell Some Stories And Not Being Able To Do It In Poetry.

But What's A Writer For? The Whole Point Is To Put Yourself Into Other Lives, Other Heads-writers Have Always Done That. If You Screw Up, So Someone Will Tell You, That's All.

I Liked The Education. I Liked People Learning Things All Around Me And I Liked Going To People's Classes.

Everyone, Real Or Invented, Deserves The Open Destiny Of Life.

Art Is Too Long, And Life Is Too Short.