Tyler lies back and asks, "If Marilyn Monroe were alive right now, what would she be doing?" I say, goodnight. The headliner hangs down in shreds from the ceiling and Tyler says, "Clawing at the lid of her coffin.

You can tell a more over-the-top incredible story if you use a nonfiction form.

The photographer in my head says: Give me peace. Flash. Give me release. Flash.

I am an invisible monster, and I am incapable of loving anybody. You don't know which is worse.

When you understand, that what you're telling is just a story. It isn't happening anymore. When you realize the story you're telling is just words, when you can just crumble up and throw your past in the trashcan, then we'll figure out who you're going to be.

The government says Rant's alive because they need a villain. The kids say he's alive because they need a hero.

I didn't use anybody's story. I used the context and the structure of the situation. People were so, so desperate to tell their story and begin to digest their experience - like turning it into a story - that after the fist few weeks I could go with a pad and pencil and take notes. People didn't seem at all bothered by that.