What I Have To Say.

I tell stories because I can’t not. They come from sleepwriting late at night, from attic boxes stuffed with memories, from family noise and Sinatra records and trying to make sense of it all. Chatterbox: Stories from a Noisy Life, Too Tall Alice, and Bedtime Stories: The short, long and tall tales of a sleepwriter are filled with the things that shaped me—tales from my childhood, my dreams, and the people I love.

If you find a little piece of yourself in them, then I’ve done what I came here to do.