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May.08.2013 Moments of a Writer's Life, #66 The Moment I Got An Option: My agent got in touch to say that a small production company wanted to place an option on The Thin Pink Line. I would get X up front, then Y if a TV movie got made or Z if it became a film. Really, it all sounded good to me. Here was this book that my previous agent hadn...	Apr.18.2013 Moments of a Writer's Life, #54 The Moment I Got My First Review: A friend emailed to say that she’d seen The Thin Pink Line reviewed in Kirkus and that it was a starred review. I immediately got in touch with my editor and asked if she’d seen it. “Oh, I don’t think it’s a starred review,” she said. “That must be some other mark...
Oct.17.2012 Oh, knock Oh knocks, knocks and knocks Some signals come and certainly strike Oh! I get perturbed and try to decode It looks unusual and simply odd I am hale and hearty Everything runs smoothly with the blessings from almighty But what is this reminding me all of sudden? I fail to...	May.13.2012 Waking ‘Do not look for happiness in life. Life itself is happiness’.... From Tolstoy and the Purple Chair: My Magical Year of Reading by Nina Sankovitch. This morning at the brink of waking, I felt my lips form a turned up semi circle. I smiled wide for no reason or perhaps it was because I was...
Jan.06.2012 Beautiful Logic of Adaptation "You were in that world, in that context, and you made a very beautiful logic out of it." (Shahrzad, History Continues)	Oct.26.2011 Farmer’s Market Veggies This morning my hands and fingers are frigid. I’m running late, but my writing moments usually take precedence and then I will find myself in a rushed mode, which I don’t care for. But this is part of my daily ritual, whether it stays sealed in my notebooks or appears here in the moment. There are...
Feb.20.2011 Two Saturdays I arrived early, the parking lot speckled with colored metal inhabited by other grievers. Slowly, they emerged, dressed mostly in customary black, while I clutched a tissue willing myself not to cry before I even entered the mega church. I was alone, waiting for a friend I'd met on Twitter, a...	Sep.04.2008 Çast pikëllimi Dua të qaj të derdh dufin që kam Dua të qaj të zgjidh shpirtin mbështjellë me velin e mërzisë Dua të qaj deri në cep të unit tim Dua të qaj të vadis me lotë lulet në kopshtin e lumturisë Dua të qaj e lotë nuk më rrjedhin.
Jul.21.2008 A redefining moment... I suppose that the last thing a writer in my position would want to do is doubt himself. But that is exactly what I am doing right now. Having had several false starts over the past few months, I'm beginning to wonder if I will ever have it in me again to do the things I've done before; to go back...	Jun.03.2008 today ...and then the mid-afternoon sun shot through the living room windows and we could see all the dust on the mantle and the dog hair on the rug and the particles of who knows what in the air and someone outside sang a balsy gospel song at the top of his lungs.... (event: someone outside is singing...