The process of editing is what I enjoy most - putting the pieces together and making sense out of them.
I view myself as someone who is always trying to make life better in practical ways and putting the pieces together to do that.
The biggest challenges are fixing the problems, to put all the puzzles together.
The way that I write speeches is to do bits and pieces and then knit them together
I'm a rewriter. That's the part I like best . . . once I have a pile of paper to work with, it's like having the pieces of a puzzle. I just have to put the pieces together to make a picture.
Making an album is always a puzzle: you start by seeing a lot of different pieces, and they all need to come together into one picture.
If you take my sayings and explode them in the air, they remain only sayings. But if you fit them together in their correct places, you will have the whole story.
You know, it looks like I have a varied resume or a varied career, that I've made interesting choices, when the truth of the matter is, in a way I've just kind of piece-mealed a career together, you know?
I've written quite a few things, but I've put it on hold for now to see how everything fits together. Then I'll approach it and write specifically to see how the pieces fit in the puzzle.
Perhaps not one religion contains all of the truth of the world. Perhaps every religion contains fragments of the truth, and it is our responsibility to identify those fragments and piece them together.
There are a million people who can come up with little bits. The hard work is making those bits into something.
Each piece I tell stands on its own, and then it all ties together. It segues from story to story, and then I wrap it up - like three-piece movements in a symphony.
The thing is, the way we write is all jams and bits and pieces that get pieced together and sometimes things are written with intentions of being a song, and then all of a sudden the main riff of this song, six months later turns into a verse or a chorus of another song.
As I'm writing, certain things become clear to me and certain things begin to feel right and make sense. The pieces start to fall into place.
There's a mystery there, a clue, a nut, a bolt, and if I put it together, I find me.
You have to put together bits and pieces of information before you can draw overall conclusions.
You want to sing this song. And so it goes on until eventually, after - well, however long it can take - sometimes a few days, sometimes months - you piece the whole thing together.
