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I Am Simply Looking For A Companion With Whom To Spend My Days, A Companion Who Will Cherish As Much As I The Stupidity Of Living In The Moment, And Spend Every Dull, Amazing Second With Me.

I Wont Deny That I Have A Far More Productive Writing Life Without The Internet, Mostly Because I Rekindle My Ability To Concentrate On One Thing For A Period Of Longer Than Three Minutes. My Curiosity Is Channeled Inward Rather Than Internet-ward.

I Guess What I Find So Interesting About Memory, And Its Role In A Person's Identity, Is How The Attempt To Achieve Accuracy Requires You To Remove Yourself From Your Life In An Authorial Manner.

Our Cover Has Always Been Really Important. For Those Of You Who Haven’t Seen Itcharles Burns, Who Is A Graphic Artist, Does Four Portraits, So It’s Split Into Quadrants And There’s Four Heads, Basically—portraits Of People. We’ve Actually Often Thought And Freaked Out, What If Something Happened To Charles Burns? Because He’s So Identified With The Cover Of Our Magazine, I Don’t Know What We Would Do If Anything Happened To Charles Burns.

I Calmed Myself By Walking Into My Nearby Bookstore And Marveling At All The Books Other People Had Written. So Many People Had Finished And Published Novels; It Couldn’t Be So Hard, Right?