Let Me Just Be In The Ground.

I Am A Writer. Imagining What Someone Would Say Or Do Comes To Me As Naturally As Breathing.

We All Survive More Than We Think We Can.

Actually, When John Died, For The First Time I Thought - For The First Time I Realized How Old I Was, Because I'd Always Thought Of Myself - When John Was Alive I Saw Myself Through His Eyes And He Saw Me As How Old I Was When We Got Married - And So When He Died I Kind Of Looked At Myself In A Different Way. And This Has Kept On Since Then. The Yellow Corvette. When I Gave Up The Yellow Corvette, I Literally Gave Up On It, I Turned It In On A Volvo Station Wagon.

I Hadn't Thought That I Was Generally A Pack Rat, But It Turns Out I Am.

I Know What "nothing" Means, And Keep On Playing.