Just in case God isn't dead, our astronauts carry sidearms.

Maybe that's the way I'm private - I respect the privacy of "my" characters? Anyway, we're getting close to the whole "relatability" and "likability" thing.

Just in case God isn't dead, our astronauts carry sidearms.

I didn't want to write another book about fraudulence.

Experiments with the "as if" of fiction are often more lively in poetry and criticism and other modes of writing than in weak short stories or novels.

Every relationship can feel saturated by market logic or at best purchased at the price of the immiseration of others.

Art has to offer something other than stylized despair.