Time’s A Goon, Right? You

Reach Isn’t Describable In Terms Of Cause And Effect Anymore: It’s Simultaneous.

Vinegar: That's What Fear Smells Like.

I Hope To Keep Writing Journalism As Long As I Write Fiction; It's Afforded Me Such Amazing Adventures And Opportunities. It Does Take A Lot Of Time, So It's Hard To Do Both At Once, But I Try To Do A Big Journalism Piece Every Couple Of Years, And I'll Hopefully Continue With That.

The Problem Was Precision, Perfection; The Problem Was Digitization, Which Sucked The Life Out Of Everything That Got Smeared Through Its Microscopic Mesh.

At Night, The House Thick With Sleep, She Would Peer Out Her Bedroom Window At The Trees And Sky And Feel The Presence Of A Mystery. Some Possibility That Included Her--separate From Her Present Life And Without Its Limitations. A Secret. Riding In The Car With Her Father, She Would Look Out At Other Cars Full Of People She'd Never Seen, Any One Of Whom She Might Someday Meet And Love, And Would Feel The World Holding Her Making Its Secret Plans.