I Don't Like Allegory.

Ever Since I Was Two, I've Loved Octopuses, Monsters, Abandoned Buildings.

We Would Never Call Inexplicable Little Insights Hunches, For Fear Of Drawing The Universe's Attention. But They Happened, And You Knew You Had Been In The Proximity Of One That Had Come Through If You Saw A Detective Kiss His Or Her Fingers And Touch His Or Her Chest Where A Pendant To Warsha, Patron Saint Of Inexplicable Inspirations, Would, Theoretically, Hang.

I'll Never Be A Minimalist. The Fact That The Prose Is More Tightly Controlled Doesn't For A Minute Mean That It's Minimalist. I Very Much Like Arcane Words And Baroque Sentence Structure.

My Google-fu Is Strong.

The Dead Are Way More Organized Than The Living.