A Novelist Needs To Know His Own

One Fine Day A Predatory World Shall Consume Itself.

...it’s Not Just The Person Who Fills A House, It’s Their I’ll Be Back Later!s, Their Toothbrushes And Unused Hats And Coats, Their Belongingnesses.

The Music Provokes A Sharp Longing The Music Soothes.

The Most Malicious God Is The God Of The Counted Chicken.

Men Invented Money Women Invented Mutual Aid