I Wish Somebody Knew Whether

We're Not Saints, Any Of Us. Maybe Somebody Is, But I Don't Know Those People. But We All Know People Who Behave Very Smugly And Are Very Egotistical And Put You Down As A Manner Of Improving Their Own Place In The World Or Improving Their Own Place In The World.

I Obviously Read And Adore Traditional Fiction. I Teach Traditional Fiction; I Also Teach All Kinds Of Not-so-traditional Fiction.

I Tell Myself It's A Virtue, My Failure To Sleep In My Own House, Or At All. I Tell Myself That I Spend More Hours Than Most People Aware That I Am Alive, And That Over A Lifetime This Adds Up To More Living, More Aliveness. I Am More Alive Than The Rest Of My Family. Which Is My Greatest Night Fear. Which Is Why I Hunt. I Don't Ever Want To Be More Alive Than They Are.

You Should Never Read Online Comments If You Want To Keep Thoughts Above The Belt.

I Go Through Life Now Reminding Myself To Remember Something, And I Do This While That Something Is Happening. I'll Be Experiencing A Moment And I'll Say To Myself, "remember This!" Otherwise My Whole Life Just Blurs By.