One's Head Is Finite. You Pour More

For Me, As A Beginning Novelist, All Other Living Writers Form A Control Group For Whom The World Is A Placebo.

While I Was Writing I Assumed It Would Be Published Under A Pseudonym, And That Liberated Me: What I Wrote Was Exactly What I Wanted To Read.

I No Longer Want To Live In An Apartment Furnished With Forklifts And Backhoes.

In Fact, You Could Make The Argument That A Historian Like Shlomo Aronson Does In Passing In One Of His Books, That The Bombing Campaign United The German Nation Behind Hitler, And Actually Contributed To The Sustaining Of His Power.

In The Novel, I Can Change Things And Simplify, And Make Events Work Towards Whatever Meanings I'm Trying To Get At More Efficiently.