This manuscript of yours that has just come back from another editor is a precious package. Don't consider it rejected. Consider that you've addressed it 'to the editor who can appreciate my work' and it has simply come back stamped 'Not at this address'. Just keep looking for the right address.

it takes your sleeping self years to catch up to where you really are. ... when you go on a trip, in your dreams you will still be home. Then after you've come home you'll dream of where you were. It's a kind of jet lag of the consciousness.

Fiction is a sort of inter-human magic, allowing you to travel into a scene and feel it tingle on your skin.

Few people know so clearly what they want. Most people can't even think what to hope for when they throw a penny in a fountain.

I don't *ever* write about real people. Art is supposed to be better than that. If you want a slice of life, look out the window.

Nothing to do with nature, unless you count human nature.

Vengeance does not subtract any numbers from the equation of murder; it only adds them.