One Could Drown In Irrelevance.

I've Yet To Meet Somebody Who Said, 'your Stories Are So Revolting I Couldn't Read Them.'

Observing Human Variety Can Give Pleasure, But So Too Can Human Sameness.

Arguing With A Dead Man In A Lavatory Is A Claustrophobic Experience.

Dearest Cecilia, You’d Be Forgiven For Thinking Me Mad, The Way I Acted This Afternoon. The Truth Is I Feel Rather Light Headed And Foolish In Your Presence, Cee, And I Don’t Think I Can Blame The Heat.

Writers Are Said To Have Superstitions And Little Rituals. Readers Have Them Too.