Writing Is A Fearsome But Grand Vocation—potentially

I've Met Little Meanness, Wherever I Went.

Southerners Ask Intimate Questions In The Way Monkeys Groom Each Other For Lice, Not To Pry But To Make You Feel Cared For.

Writing Is A Fearsome But Grand Vocation—potentially Healing But Likewise Deadly. I Wouldn’t Trade My Life For The World.

From The Age Of Six I Wanted To Be An Artist. At That Point I Meant A Painter, But It Turned Out What I Really Meant Was I Was Someone Who Was Very Interested In Watching The World And Making Copies Of It.

Stand Up At Sunrise And Meet What They Send You.