The prose as such has to be singing the song the story is telling.

Of mystery there is no end. Of clarity, there is precious little.

I read assiduously. I kept in touch with my species.

Stories should be natural as apples, brief as lust, long as a thought.

Adultery is not about sex or romance. Ultimately, it is about how little we mean to one another.

Some animals are secretive; some are shy. A cat is private.

I can only gesture at what makes a story good.