No one could save me from the grief of losing my child or losing my first marriage. I had to do that on my own.

My own habit had always been to write about the things that ticked me off in a given day. If I kept a journal at all, I kept it to vent.

Robert Herring had enough trust in me to think I could carry my own show.

Grief is a world you walk through skinned, unshelled.

Everyone's marriage is different. But everyone's marriage is a compromise.

I had my own musical ideas that Mick helped me with as well.