Making love is not my strength. Also, lifting weights is not my strength.
My love can only occupy one person at a timeGrief can be a burden, but also an anchor. You get used to the weight, how it holds you in place.
The Truth About ForeverHer purse was a weight, ballast; it tethered her to the earth as her mind floated away.
Plan B: Further Thoughts on FaithNot that length and weight alone indicate excellence; many epic tales are pretty much epic crap.
On Writing: A Memoir of the CraftI am good at walking away. Rejection teaches you how to reject.
Weight: The Myth of Atlas and Heracles