I died in my boots like a pioneer With the whole wide sky above me.

Technology will never rescue anyone from being a bad poet, but if you're good, it has the potential to do a lot of exciting things.

Books are not men and yet they are alive.

I think a blog is a catalyst for a number of possible kinds of writing besides being its own medium.

I have fallen in love with American names, the sharp, gaunt names that never get fat.

Ironically the blog has re-opened the essay as a good form for me. I like to look and make commentary! If I sense my essays are good, I try to resubmit to another place in pulp and several of them have been variously published in newspapers and magazines.

We do not fight for the real but for shadows we make. A flag is a piece of cloth and a word is a sound, But we make them something neither cloth nor a sound, Totems of love and hate, black sorcery-stones.