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Having written since the tender age of twelve, I feel now, at fifty-eight, that I have reached a place where the adventure of writing has more to do with a kind of distillation and refinement, a matter of more intelligent choices, rather than explosions of thought and feeling which governed my earlier writing life.

I find that the excitement for writing, and the form that the writing takes, are still a strong part of the writing experience. There's no doubt about that.

But as I have grown older and (hopefully!) matured, I come to each writing project with more awareness of the shadows of my movements and the echoes of my thoughts, rather than the immediacy of the quickest movement or the loudest sound.

I hope this is the beginning of wisdom in words, and quiet judgment in sentences.