I Have Insane Curiosity As To What

I Am Conservative By Temperament. I Disapprove Of Criminal Activity. I Am Very Solidly And Markedly On The Side Of Authority. The Truth Is I Would Rather Err On The Side Of Too Much Authority Than Too Little.

I Begin By Assembling Notes On Characters. Large Swaths Of The Plot Become Clear To Me As I Do This.

I Kept Saying, "stop Me Now. It's Going To My Head." I Got Some Photos. Really, I Did! It's Not My Noblest Sexual Self In These Moments, But I Want To Have Fun. I Want To Undress. I Get Off My Leash To Go Out And Perform. Some Other Writers Are Just Discomforted By The Way I Behave In Public. Because They're Loath To Perform.

She Quoted A Dead Playwright And Called Me A Bullet With Nothing But A Future. She Understood My Lack Of Self-pity. She Knew Why I Despised Everything That Might Restrict My Forward Momentum. She Knew That Bullets Have No Conscience. They Speed Past Things And Miss Their Marks As Often As They Hit Them.

Periodically I Just Notch Up. And Everyone Among My Colleagues Thinks That Perfidia - In Its Accessibility, Its Big Throbbing Heart - Will Be The Biggest Notch Up Yet. We'll See What Happens. It's On My Ass.