A DARK MATTER is a page-turning thriller of every sort: psychological, sociological, epistemological . Plus, it's really scary.

I do have people in mind when I write. I don't know precisely who they are, however, or how many of them there are.

What do I do when writing isn't going well? Well, I don't write - which is symptom, cure, and cause. And then sometimes I just tell myself, as I'm writing, "I'll fix it later." And sometimes it's true, I do.

Forgiveness lives alone and far off down the road, but bitterness and art are close, gossipy neighbors, sharing the same clothesline, hanging out their things, getting their laundry confused.

Every arrangement in life carried with it the sadness, the sentimental shadow, of its not being something else, but only itself.

I missed him. Love, I realized, was something your spine memorized. There was nothing you could do about that.

But that inadequacy, or feeling of inadequacy, never really goes away. You just have to trudge ahead in the rain, regardless.