It Seems To Me That

We Humans Have Had From Time Unknown The Compulsion To Name Things And Thus To Be Able To Deal With Them. The Name We Give To Something Shapes Our Attitude Toward It. And In Ancient Thought The Name Itself Has Power, So That To Know Someone's Name Is To Have A Certain Power Over Him. And In Some Societies, As You Know, There Was A Public Name And A Real Or Secret Name, Which Would Not Be Revealed To Others.

If You're A Kid Who Is Always On The Outside Hoping To Be On The Inside, You're Watching A Lot. You're Trying To Figure Out How To Become A Normal Person In A Society That Considers You Weird.

Since My First Novel Was Rescued From A Slush Pile, It Makes Me Sad That Most Publishing Houses No Longer Accept Unsolicited Manuscripts. Nor Are Many Willing To Take Chances On Novels That Are Not Deemed Immediately "marketable."

One Thing Living In Japan Did For Me Was To Make Me Feel That What Is Left Out Of A Work Of Art Is As Important As, If Not More Important Than, What Is Put In.

Life Ain't Supposed To Be Nothing, 'cept Maybe Tough