Wow. This Makes Grand Central Look Like

How Many Have To Die Before We Will Give Up These Dangerous Toys?

I Never Have A Thematic Intention At The Outset. The Story Informs The Theme For Me Rather Than The Other Way Around. But As It Happens... This Is, At Least To A Degree, About Getting Old And The Rapid Passage Of Our Lives.

If You Were Seeing A Lot Of Horseshit, There Had To Be A Pony In The Vicinity.

Isn't It Too Bad That The Great Truths Are All Such Lies.

So Okay - There You Are In Your Room With The Shade Down And The Door Shut And The Plug Pulled Out Of The Base Of The Telephone. You've Blown Up Your Tv And Committed Yourself To A Thousand Words A Day, Come Hell Or High Water. Now Comes The Big Question: What Are You Going To Write About? And The Equally Big Answer: Anything You Damn Well Want.