Everything I write, I believe instinctively, is to some extent collage. Meaning, ultimately, is a matter of adjacent data.
A book should either allow us to escape existence or teach us how to endure it.
I'm wonderfully self-lacerating, probably to my character's detriment. I'm terribly open to critique.
My medium is prose, not the novel.
The absence of plot leaves the reader room to think about other things.
The novel is dead. Long live the antinovel, built from scraps.