As my attachment to Buddha grows and I feel myself becoming more and more inclined to bow before him, I have to wonder, what is it that I’m searching for?
To be a writer is to be a lover. You fall in love hard and fast, with the Muse, first and foremost. No other lover gets you the same way, no matter how sweet, how hungry, how satisfying. This is a passionate and lonely life, to be a writer. You wander in and out of light and shadows, and learn ...