People are going to behave however the social norms permit, and beyond that.
The second we see somebody on the street or meet someone, we make snap judgments about them, about who they are and why we wouldn't necessarily sit with them or why we would or what's cool or not cool.
I just thought I'd take a break from publishing for a while.
Milkmen seem so wholesome, and there's no way anybody can be that wholesome.
I just don't want anyone messing around with my pure smoking pleasure.
I don't want to wait more than a year and a half or two years between books.