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I used to be a pre-industrial writer: thousands of words in a spurt and then a few days off. But as I get older, I've switched to a mode best described as 'slow and steady wins the race.' Basically, I write during the same four hours every day, after breakfast and the all-important coffee, generally in the same room and wearing the same pajamas.

Out here, you find out that the city fools you about how things really work.

When the term "machine gun" enters common parlance, the word "machine" becomes much more sinister.

She carried a knife inside of herself now, one that was always cutting her. She could feel it every time she swallowed, every time her thoughts strayed from the splendor of the wild.

Sometimes it felt like her life was a series of falls from ever-greater heights.

History would indicate that the majority of people have always been sheep.