Writing For Me Is Largely About Rewriting.

Human Behavior Is Messy And Unpredictable And Unconcerned With Convenient Symmetries.

I Have This Almost Pathological Fear Of Boring The Reader.

For Courage, There Must Be Something At Stake. I Come Here With Nothing To Lose.

You Say Their Stories, It Is Gift They Give You.

Then I Think Of All The Tricks, All The Minutes All The Hours And Days And Weeks And Months And Years Waiting For Me. All Of It Without Them. And I Can't Breathe Then, Like Someone's Stepping On My Heart, Laila. So Weak I Just Want To Collapse Somewhere.