All The Lives I Could

For A Fight To Be Productive, Or At Least Relevant, Writers Should Fight Over Different Demands They Put Upon Writing (as An Individual, Private Act) And Literature (a Network Of Relations In Which We Are All Involved).

People Will Always Tell Stories. The Publishing Industry Might Vanish, But Not Stories.

Cliché Activates The Comfortable Mental Laziness, We Sort Of Revert To The Domain Of The Already-familiar, What We Have Already Imagined So That It Doesn't Seem That Bad.

The Hopeless Hope Is One Of The Early Harbingers Of Spring, Bespeaking An Innocent Belief That The World Might Right Its Wrongs And Reverse Its Curses Simply Because The Trees Are Coming Into Leaf.

All The Lives I Could Live, All The People I Will Never Know, Never Will Be, They Are Everywhere. That Is All That The World Is.