If Your Hand Doesn't Work For It,

But That's One Lifetime." Yeah." But While Doing That One I'd Want To Be Able To Have Done Other Stuff. Whole Other Lives- The One Where I Sail-" I Know, On A Boat You Made Yourself.

In All My Life I'd Never Been Approached This Way, The Car Pulling Up, The Where You Going? It Was Something I Wish Had Happened Hundreds Of Times. I Was A Looker - Someone Who Looked Over At Every Car At Every Traffic Light, Hoping Something Would Happen, And Almost Never Finding Anyone Looking Back - Always Everyone Looking Forwards, And Every Time I Felt Stupid. Why Should People Look At You? Why Should They Care?

Write Your Goddamned Book Now. The World Awaits.

And We Will Be Ready, At The End Of Every Day Will Be Ready, Will Not Say No To Anything, Will Try To Stay Awake While Everyone Is Sleeping, Will Not Sleep, Will Make The Shoes With The Elves, Will Breathe Deeply All The Time, Breathe In All The Air Full Of Glass And Nails And Blood, Will Breathe It And Drink It, So Rich, So When It Comes We Will Not Be Angry, Will Be Content, Tired Enough To Go, Gratefully, Will Shake Hands With Everyone, Bye, Bye, And Then Pack A Bag, Some Snacks, And Go To The Volcano.

When Anybody Starts Out With A Memoir, You Get The Impulse To Tell Your Own Story With Your Own Voice, And You Get All That Out In One Fell Swoop Sometimes.