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After I’d Told Her – The Mall, The Taxi, Cross Stroking My Hair – She Said, ‘did He Kiss You?’ ‘john And Martin Totally Would Have Seen That,’ I Said, And As I Felt Myself Implying The Circumstances Had Prevented Our Kissing, I Thought Maybe This Was Why You Told Stories To Other People – For How Their Possibilities Enlarged In The Retelling.

If A Man Wants To Be Romantically Involved With You, He Tries To Kiss You. That's The Entire Story, And If He Doesn't Kiss You, There Is Never A Reason To Wait Around For Him.

Even More Than Getting Compliments On Social Media, What I Love Is When Some Random Stranger Says Something Very Funny Or Insightful About My Books, Often In 140 Characters Or Less! It's A Very Casual, Low-stakes, Non-burdensome Way Of Connecting That I Think Is Fun For Both The Writer And The Reader. And There Are A Lot Of Clever People Out There Who Have No Connection To Publishing.

It Is Not A Camera, Or A Reporter That Makes Something Real And Genuine; More Often A Camera Or A Reporter Does The Opposite.

I'm Able To Separate Fiction And Reality. I Guess It Remains To Be Seen If Other People Are.