The Dead Sit At Our

Without Love We All Like Birds With Broken Wings.

But You Grab A Moment, Or You Let It Pass.

The Story Of My Recent Life.' I Like That Phrase. It Makes More Sense Than 'the Story Of My Life', Because We Get So Many Lives Between Birth And Death. A Life To Be A Child. A Life To Come Of Age. A Life To Wander, To Settle, To Fall In Love, To Parent, To Test Our Promise, To Realize Our Mortality- And In Some Lucky Cases, To Do Something After That Realization.

My Writing Habits Are Pretty Static. I Get Up Every Morning Between 6 And 7 Am, Grab A Cup Of Coffee, Say A Few Prayers, And Go Downstairs To My Office And Start Writing.

It's Always Difficult To Watch Someone You Love Die.