"Anyhow anything worth taking  
Already gone
 
And anywhere worth going  
Not inside"

"Leigh, why do you wish to scoop manure, tug heifers with halters, squeeze milk from udders?  
Your words fall like seeds—rub them in soil, germinate with untied hands."

“I think it’s hardest to write when one is too close to things. More often than not it seems that the mental, creative context for writing is created by being able to step back from life. I often feel, as I’ve heard others say too, that the plain old every day is just right in your face, all the time.”