I've Always Thought Things Were Absurd. It

The Thing Is, For Me, As A Fiction Writer, I Don't Think There's A Finer Testament To Our Lives Than This Thing That's Being Spurned - The Emotional Intelligence, The Ethics, The Beauty. It's All There. It's All So Fully Contained In A Novel That Succeeds. But At The Same Time, I Understand The Impulse To Put Away Childish Things.

A Multifaceted Writer, Very Easy On The Surface To Pin Down But Incredibly Difficult Once You Actually Read Him With Any Depth.

Some Days Felt Longer Than Other Days. Some Days Felt Like Two Whole Days. Unfortunately Those Days Were Never Weekend Days. Our Saturdays And Sundays Passed In Half The Time Of A Normal Workday. In Other Words, Some Weeks It Felt Like We Worked Ten Straight Days And Had Only One Day Off.

We Were Fractious And Overpaid. Our Mornings Lacked Promise. At Least Those Of Us Who Smoked Had Something To Look Forward To At Ten-fifteen.

I Come From A Very Illustrious Line Of Divorces. We Love To Get Divorced In My Family. My Mother And Father Have Been Married Four Times Each - Eight Ceremonies With The Best Of Intentions.