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We are so caught up in our own brief stories that we think we are the measure of things. The Earth has a story of her own, immeasurably longer and deeper than any of ours, or even our collective story as a species. We come and go and Earth abides. But like us creatures, the planet changes continually, ever becoming and unbecoming. For every birth there is a death, every building up eventually subsides into collapse, every rising brings on a fall. Night and day, winter and summer, sorrow and joy, there can never be one without the other. Life truly does hang in the balance. We are always dancing in the dragon's mouth, oblivious to every thing but our one precious terrible or glorious moment. Whenever and wherever you can, as much as you are able, rejoice in it and give thanks that you are here. Henry's books .

Early on...

An email arrived from a reader wanting to know why I write so many female protagonists in my fiction. It is a question I hear with some regularity. Female authors write male protagonists, it never occurred to me to question why they do it. Gender isn't what makes a character intriguing.

My first three novels were a trilogy about Benjamin Drum. The two novels I've written since, and a good portion of the short stories, have female protagonists. Generally, I suppose I do find female personalities more complex than males, therefore more interesting to write about. Our culture imposes more stressful and conflicting situations on women than it ordinarily does on men. That is the stuff of stories.

I'll admit to some bias. My early childhood unfolded during World War II, a time when most of the adults around me were women and old men. I learned early on that there were women I could count on and men I couldn't. Little has happened in my life since that might change my mind.

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