Don’t Complain, Don’t Explain.

There Was This Funny Thing Of Anything Could Happen Now That We Realized Everything Had.

I've Done As Many As 20 Or 30 Drafts Of A Story. Never Less Than 10 Or 12 Drafts.

My Life Is Going To Change. I Feel It.

There Isn't Enough Of Anything As Long As We Live. But At Intervals A Sweetness Appears And, Given A Chance Prevails.

My Circumstances Of Unrelieved Responsibility And Permanent Distraction Necessitated The Short Story Form.