Being An Unpublished Novelist Has About As

There Are No Categories In Contemporary Art. There Are No Rules. Artists Are Given The Freedom To Make And Create Whatever They Please And Call It Whatever They Please. I Identify With That System, Or Lack Of System, Much More Than I Do The Landscape Of Contemporary Publishing.

Everything I Know And I Am And I Have Seen Felt Done Past Present Past Now Then Before Now Seen Felt Done Hurt Felt Focus Into A Something Beyond Words Beyond Beyond Beyond And It Speaks Now And It Says. Stay. Fight. Live. Take It.

To Say That You Can't See Echoes Of The Past In What I Do Would Be Absurd. Everything That Has Preceded Me Has Affected Me.

The Feeling Of Arms Around Me, Of Love In My Heart, It Was More Powerful Than Any Of The Negativity I Knew Was Existing In The World For Me. That Feeling Of Love Killed It All.

We Did What Our People Do All The Time, We Told Ourselves Something We Did Was Right And We Found A Way To Justify It, Even Though We Knew It Was Wrong.