Back Then, When Everybody Thought The World

I Really Wanted To Be A Musician, But It Turned Out I Had No Sense Of Time.

From A Distance, It Makes Perfect Sense That The People And The Things You Think Will Save You Are The Very Ones That Have The Power To Disappoint You Most Bitterly, But Up Close It Can Hit You As A Bewildering Surprise.

It Just Took Some People A Little Longer Than Others To Realize How Few Words They Needed To Get By, How Much Of Life They Could Negotiate In Silence.

I'm Not Sure That It's Possible To Write A Novel About People Who Don't Transgress Or Stumble, People Who Don't Surprise Themselves With The Things They Do, People Who Can Explain All Their Actions With Perfect Logical Consistency. At Least It's Not Possible For Me To Write That Sort Of Novel.

I Have Actual Dreams Of Bruce Springsteen Calling Me Up On Stage To Wear A Bandanna And Play Rhythm Guitar Next To Little Steven.