It's Cold And It's Winter

For The Most Profound Experiences In Our Lives And In The World Words Are Worth Nothing. Can You Describe Love Or Death Can You Describe What It Really Feels Like The First Time You See Your Child Or The First Time Your Heart Gets Broken You Can Try...but It Won't Come Close To Describing What It Really Was Or What It Really Felt Like.

I Try To Make The Voice In My Head Come Out Onto The Page. I Try To Make It Much More Conversational Than Other Writing. I Speak Everything, So If Something Sounds Right I Write It. It's More About Sound And The Rhythm Of Speech Than Written Language.

Laughing And Love. They Are Both Drugs.

When Something Is Staring You In The Face In Your Life And You See It With Your Own Two Eyes And Feel It Within Your Heart Only A Fool Doesn't Believe It To Be True.

I Just Started Trying To Figure Out How To Write [something] Which Was Unlike Anything Anybody Had Ever Seen, And Once I Felt Like I Had Figured That Out I Tried To Figure Out What Kind Of Book I Could Write That Would Be Unlike Anything Anybody Had Ever Seen. When I Started Writing A Million Little Pieces I Felt Like It Was The Right Story With The Style I Had Been Looking For, And I Just Kept Going.