I Wish I Had A Typical Workday.

Grief Takes Many Forms, Including The Absence Of Grief

I Don't Know, Maybe It's Because I Was Raised Catholic. Confession Has Always Held A Great Appeal For Me.

It Was A Vicious Cycle, Though. The More Gratification We Found In Our Own Geniuses, The More Isolated We Grew.

If It Weren't For The Unconventionality Of My Desires, My Mind Might Never Have Been Forced To Reckon With My Body.

Mostly It Was Mad Magazine. And I Did Read A Lot Of - I Had A Subscription When I Was Little, But I Also Had Access To Some Old Collections, The Little Paperbacks Of The Really Good Stuff.