That We Have Some History Together That

Being Somewhere But Not Completely: That Was Home For Danny. . . . All He Needed Was A Cellphone Or I-access, Or Both At Once, Or Even Just A Plan To Leave Wherever He Was And Go Someplace Else Really Really Soon.

I Haven't Had Writer's Block. I Think It's Because My Process Involves Writing Very Badly.

I Wonder What Proust Would Have Made Of Our Present-day Locus Of Collective Fantasy, The Internet. I’m Guessing He Would Have Seized On Its Wistful Aspect, Pointing Out Gently And With Wry Humor That Much Of What Beguiles Us Is The Act Of Reaching For What Isn’t There.

Real Computers Scared Me; If You Can Find Them, Then They Can Find You.

If You Don't Have People That The Reader Cares About And Stories That Are Gripping, You've Got Nothing.