I always try to be alert to the potential for repetition, for a decaying orbit with regard to my use of technique, etc.

The stories in Get In Trouble confirm once again that Kelly Link is a modern virtuoso of the form-playful and subversive required reading for anyone who loves short fiction.

The map had been the first form of misdirection, for what is a map but a way of emphasizing some things and making other things invisible?

I’ve got...ways of tricking my brain into getting what I need out of it

I find myself in this bizarre position in which everything I write and talk about is pretty much about this issue, the environment. It feels a little too comfortable, because at the end of the day I can rationalize that I'm doing my share. I don't know if I actually am, I don't know if I should be more of an activist than I am. But at the end of the day, everybody needs to do those things that they're most likely to continue doing, and that aren't going to burn them out.

It is the nature of the writer to question the validity of his world and yet rely on his senses to describe it. From what other tension can great literature be born?

Silence creates it's own violence.