R. J. Nello

The Last Word?

Eventually you must let go and allow what you created to live – even if that “life” must be imperfect and not fully what you had imagined it would be.

Your Favorite Woman?

I remember thinking also that I had gone to great lengths to write the women well (particularly the French women, who in our “Anglo-Saxon” literature are too often caricatured as nutcases, fiends, deviants, or “exotic”), and she had zeroed in on a man.