There's so much stuff being written! Every year, how many books come out? I can't keep up, and I read a lot. It's amazing.

I can't help but go against the grain, I suppose it is in my fabric to be a rule-breaker.

There's an attraction to emotional clusters or hypocrisies or awkwardness. A desire to expose something or point at something that's already poking out.

I am always reading, always, and tons of things at once. I wouldn't say I'm a voracious reader, though. I never finish books that fast, because I'm always reading so many things at once.

I feel like I give myself all day long to other people and other things, and I still seem like I have something to write once in awhile. Not often, though.

As I published books, I realized, that's not really what I want. I don't care about the books as much anymore. I just want to write poetry.

I've always been intrigued with the male characters in novels like 'Pride and Prejudice' such as Mr. Darcy, and this poem is part of a series of poems that explore desire and obsessions. The poems have been sitting in a drawer for a few years, so I decided to dust them off and work on them again since I have not written a new poem in more than three years. I'm not sure anything will become of the series, but at least it gives me something to work on in a period where I feel very uncreative.