Maybe The Body Is Taking Responsibility Where

I Think There’s A Lot Of Threshold Weeping. Like, Am I Doing This? Am I Really Wearing This Out In The World? My Daughter Is Very Much Like That. She Will Put Clothes On And Her Clothes Just Make Her Beside Herself. They Make Her So Sad Sometimes. And You Do Realize You Feel Betrayed Sometimes By Your Own Clothing. You Put Something On That Usually Protects You And Makes You Ok, And Sometimes You’re Just Not Fit For The World And Even Your Best Pants Can’t Overcome That Feeling For You.

Maybe The Body Is Taking Responsibility Where The Mind Is Not. It's Scrapbooking For Us.

Sometimes It Can Be Useful To Read Your Bad Reviews.

I Obviously Read And Adore Traditional Fiction. I Teach Traditional Fiction, I Also Teach All Kind Of Not-so-traditional Fiction. And Since I'm Such A Plot Buff, And I'm Really Such A Narrative Buff, I Can't Seem To Relinquish My - Not Just Reliance - But Excitement About Those Traditional Techniques.

I Don't Think Fake People Living In A Fake House In A Fake Suburb Are Any Less Dismissible Or Believable Than A Fake Psychic Attending A Fake School In A Fake Town. Nothing's Inherently Believable About Any Kind Of Fiction, Because All Of It's Untrue.