In A Crisis The True Facts Are

A Writer Decides To Follow Some Ideas And Not Others For Reasons That Aren't Always Clear To Him. It's Often A Matter Of Intuition.

She Became Confused When She Stepped Onto An Escalator That Wasn't Working.

A Novel Determines Its Own Size And Shape And I've Never Tried To Stretch An Idea Beyond The Frame And Structure It Seemed To Require.

Isn't Death The Boundary We Need?

Evil Is Movement Towards Void.