Fiction Is A Solution, The

The Mekons Were Kind Of Like The Background Music Of My Life.

The Writer’s Life Is A Life Of Revisions.

The Problem Was Money And The Indignities Of Life Without It. Every Stroller, Cell Phone, Yankees Cap, And Suv He Saw Was A Torment. He Wasn't Covetous, He Wasn't Envious. But Without Money He Was Hardly A Man.

Elective Ignorance Was A Great Survival Skill, Perhaps The Greatest.

I Don't Personally Like The E-readers They've Come Up With So Far. I Don't Fetishize Books, But I Do Like That They're Solid And Unchanging.