Remember Haydn's 104 symphonies. Not all of them were great. But there were 104 of them.

The fiction Im most interested in has lines of reference to the real world.

Something’s died in me,” she goes. “It took a long time for it to do it, but it’s dead. You’ve killed something, just like you’d took an axe to it. Everything is dirt now.

You're a beautiful drunk, daughter. But you're a drunk.

Booze takes a lot of time and effort if you're going to do a good job with it.

I think a little menace is fine to have in a story. For one thing, it's good for the circulation.

I loved you so much once. I did. More than anything in the whole wide world. Imagine that. What a laugh that is now. Can you believe it? We were so intimate once upon a time I can't believe it now. The memory of being that intimate with somebody. We were so intimate I could puke. I can't imagine ever being that intimate with somebody else. I haven't been.