Impotence, fetishism, bisexuality, and bondage are all facts of life, and our fiction should reflect that.

I published a bunch of my older books in e-book format with Open Road, which is great and has tons of hard to find older books available there.

There is no right or wrong reading of Naked Lunch, though some readings are more common, and thus Burroughs commercial is not the issue.

I turned forty, and Im finally going to get married and maybe have a kid.

I believe in choosing the hardest book imaginable. I believe in reading up on what others have to say about this difficult book, and then making up my own mind.

Have I mentioned that I expect death around every turn, that every blue sky has a safe sailing out of it, that every bus runs me over, that every low, mean syllable uttered in my direction seems to intimate the violence of murder, that every family seems like an opportunity for ruin and every marriage a ceremony into which calamity will fall and hearts will be broken and lives destroyed and people branded by the mortifications of love?

I'm not the guy to ask about the most up to date stuff.