I Am Excited By... The New Novel

The Past Was So Past It Hurt.

I Believe That God Locates Himself At The Spot Where You Recognize Your Own Fallibility....and The Paradox Of It All Has Been That Whenever I Give Up I Seem To Do Better.

Genre Is A Bookstore Problem, Not A Literary Problem.

God Howls With Laughter At Earthly Plans, You Know?

Maybe When I'm Sixty-five I'll Talk About My Literary Life.