It is for God to fix the time who knows no time.

Lava bread makes you passionate.

What would it be like to live in a library of melted books. With sentences streaming over the floor and all the punctuation settled to the bottom as a residue. It would be confusing. Unforgivable. A great adventure.

I am a drop of gold he would say I am molten matter returned from the core of earth to tell you interior things-

When I desire you a part of me is gone.

Novels institutionalize the ruse of eros. It becomes a narrative texture of sustained incongruence, emotional and cognitive. It permits the reader to stand in triangular relation to the characters in the story and reach into the text after the objects of their desire, sharing their longing but also detached from it, seeing their view of reality but also its mistakenness. It is almost like being in love.

When I began to be published, people got the idea that I should 'teach writing,' which I have no idea how to do and don't really believe in.