In my own little way, I feel like I'm part of a group of writers who care deeply about pushing the essay forward.

If I'm reading a book and it seems truly interesting, I tend to start reading back to front in order not to be too deeply under the sway of progress.

To me, the moment you're talking about nonfiction you're talking about reality.

In my own little way, I feel like I'm part of a group of writers who care deeply about pushing the essay forward.

I'm wonderfully self-lacerating, probably to my character's detriment. I'm terribly open to critique.

Everything I write, I believe instinctively, is to some extent collage. Meaning, ultimately, is a matter of adjacent data.

With relatively few exceptions, the novel sacrifices too much, for me, on the altar of plot.