I Gradually Became Aware That My Interiority

Projecting Yourself Until Everything Is Talking About You Is, Of Course, A Self-flattering Form Of Self-pity

I Cannot Live Or Write Without Music. It Stimulates The Normally Dormant Parts Of My Brain That Come In Handy When Constructing Fiction.

When I Was In High School, I Was In A Special Math Class. I Was Infatuated With Physics, Particularly Nuclear Physics, Einstein, And The Big Bang. I Read A Lot About Black Holes. And Partly Because I'm So Lazy I Thought You Could Do All This Just By Looking At The Sky And Thinking Up Universes. It Didn't Seem Like Hard Work When I Was A Kid, So I Enrolled In This Class.

An Unjust World Represented As Harmonious Is A Political Position.

I Like To Blur The Line Between Fact And Fiction, But Not To Condescend To The Reader By Enmeshing Her/him Into Some Sort Of A Postmodern Coop.