It Remains Unbelievable To Me That I

There Are Certain Prehistoric Things That Swim Beyond Extinction.

Could We Betray Our Parents By Going Back To Them?

I Think That's The Real Horror Story For Me, How Little You Can Ever Really Know About Your Own Motivations. How In The Dark We All Are About The Concerns And The Contents Of Our Minds.

I Moved To New York With The Derangement Of Love. I Was Writing All These Terrible Stories, But I Had Never Been Happier.

I'm Probably A Lot Closer Than Perhaps The Contents Of My Early Fiction Suggest To A Jaded Denny's Waitress With Smoker's-lung-black Humor Than A Ghost Hunter.