The Emotional Stakes A Memoirist Bets With

How Much Smaller The Large Places Are Once We're Grown Up, When We Have Car Keys And Credit Cards.

I Think We Fall In Love And Become Adults And Become Citizens In A Way By Writing Stories About Ourselves.

Faith Is A Choice Like Any Other. If You're Picking A Career Or A Husband - Or Deciding Whether To Have A Baby - There Are Feelings And Reasons Pro And Con Out The Wazoo. But Thinking It Through Is - At The Final Hour - Horse Dookey. You Can Only Try Out.

The Emotional Stakes A Memoirist Bets With Could Not Be Higher, And It's Physically Enervating. I Nap On A Daily Basis Like A Cross-country Trucker.

Every Now And Then We Enter The Presence Of The Numinous And Deduce For An Instant How We're Formed, In What Detail The Force That Infuses Every Petal Might Specifically Run Through Us, Wishing Only To Lure Us Into Our Full Potential.