Story seems to say that everything happens for a reason and I want to say, No, it doesn’t.

Resolution and conclusion are inherent in a plot-driven narrative.

I'm not interested in collage as the refuge of the composition-ally disabled. I'm interested in collage as (to be honest) an evolution beyond narrative.

Nonfiction, qua label, is nothing more or less than a very flexible (easily breakable) frame that allows you to pull the thing away from narrative and toward contemplation, which is all I've ever wanted.

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

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

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