I Tend To Wait For True Stories

I Like To Blow Up This Notion That All We Have To Do As Writers And Artists Is Represent Reality, Which Is Presumably Solid And Self-evident, With No Negotiation Of The Gap Between Myself And The World, Between This Body And This Space, Which Needs Narration To Close It.

I Have A Hard Time Imagining A Country Or A Government Where I Would Say, "oh, This Is Good," Where I Could Live Under A Government That I Respect For A Day Or A Week, Even To See What It Feels Like.

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

Cliché Activates The Comfortable Mental Laziness, We Sort Of Revert To The Domain Of The Already-familiar, What We Have Already Imagined So That It Doesn't Seem That Bad.

I Want To Make Money, And I Would Like To Have A Lot Of Money, But I Still Believe That The Only Reason To Write Is That Somehow It Will Make Something Or Somebody Better.