I'm always identifying some fallacy in my own life. I'm sort of making fun of myself by exploring and unpacking just why I'm sort of automatically thrown to be a certain way.
I told him to buy land, my mum says, they’re not making it anymore.
It's exhausting, the energy it takes to unknow a truth.
The things you used to own, now they own you.
Find value in what we've been taught is worthless.
The rules that I adhere to are the rules of minimalism. And those rules kind of force writing to be more filmic... to have the immediacy and accessibility of film so that the reader really has to fill in a lot of the details.