Having A Lot Of People Suddenly Depending

The Biggest Problem Has Been Exhaustion. I've Spent About 6 Of The Last 14 Years Completely Bedridden.

Though All Three Men Faced The Same Hardship, Their Differing Perceptions Of It Appeared To Be Shaping Their Fates. Louie And Phil's Hope Displaced Their Fear And Inspired Them To Work Toward Their Survival, And Each Success Renewed Their Physical And Emotional Vigor. Mac's Resignation Seemed To Paralyze Him And The Less He Participated In Their Efforts To Survive, The More He Slipped. Though He Did The Least, As The Days Passed, It Was He Who Faded The Most. Louie And Phil's Optimism, And Mac's Hopelessness, Were Becoming Self-fulfilling.

Every Day After Lunch When I Was Writing My First Book, I'd Nibble A Square Of Fine Chocolate And Meditate On All That Had Gone Into Its Creation: The Sun And Rain That Spilled On The Cocoa Plant, The Soil That Nourished It, The Hands That Picked The Beans, And So On. My Taste Of Chocolate Became A Lesson On The Interconnectedness Of Things, And The Infinite Blessings For Which I Am Grateful.

In Terms Of Writing About Horses, I Fell Backwards Into That. I Was Intent On Getting A Ph.d., Becoming A Professor, And Writing On History But I Got Sick 14 Years Ago When I Was 19. Getting Sick Derailed That Plan Completely

Books On Horse Racing Subjects Have Never Done Well, And I Am Told That Publishers Had Come To Think Of Them As The Literary Version Of Box Office Poison