My idea with my work is always to fashion something that's impossible to transpose into any other media.

Actually what's worse than a dog's mouth is a cat's mouth. They're not dirtier per se, but they have sharper teeth, so they are much more likely to go deep, should they bite you.

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

You are fiercely heterosexual and well-formed, and it's no one's business that you've shrunk your parents and keep them in a terranium, but you have a gatling gun for a mouth, and if that's a diary you're producing from your cleavage, I'm leaving.

My relationship with my readers is somewhat theatrical. One of the main things I try to do in my work is delight my readers.

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

I think as I have gotten older, my feelings about my role in the culture as a writer, and me specifically, has changed, and has become more degraded and marginalized. This may be a more personal and psychological than a sociological insight, but I feel more vulnerable.