In the past the publishers I've worked with have been extremely generous. And in almost every case, have been people who believed in the work rather than the sales and marketing.

Im not trying to do conceptual art.

Further, I'm obsessed with how language contorts and creates bodies.

I don't sell enough books to pay for the lawyers, however. And these various problems finally became too much.

Once again, I think there is little art being done that really owns up to such intense possibilities.

But, right now, the situation is that almost all of my writing is out of print.

And books that were published in much larger numbers than Selfish, Little are hard to find. And publishers who wanted to publish my last few works have them stuck in limbo while new distribution ideas and legal issues and fears are blown away.