For me, the term "literary fiction" means there's always attention paid to language, and linguistic experimentation, sophistication.

Madness, as I understood it from books, meant a person who was open to the high white whine of everything.

If you're short on time, that would be the two-word version of our story: we fell.

Myth continues to be a valuable way to understand parts of our nature that we can't quantify.

There are certain prehistoric things that swim beyond extinction.

My older sister has entire kingdoms inside of her, and some of them are only accessible at certain seasons, in certain kinds of weather.

People really get myopic as they get older. We're not a culture that encourages dreaming or distraction. We're not ever good at just being. I remember reading some Adrienne Rich quote where she talks about how important it was just to watch bubbles rise in a glass.