I'm in that very preliminary stage of wondering how exactly to "pressurize" the novel in some way I've never considered before.

My work generally tends to be an all-out, 360-degree subversive take on everything, most of all my own notion of myself as a son, father, husband, human being and male in this culture.

I was an infinitely hot and dense dot.

People have no idea how much work it is for a man to produce an ejaculation. You have this seminal vesicle churning out this fluid, the prostate gland producing an alkaline solution. It's like having five iron chefs in your crotch working to cook up this stuff.

I'm fascinated with video games, though I can't really play them. It's definitely an art form that intrigues me to no end, though.

I dont walk around chuckling all the time. My outlook is very bleak. Its worse than bleak, its apocalyptic.

I guess I can picture things once they're done - I just can't picture actually doing them.