Longing, The Hope For Fulfillment, Is The

The Music Of The Stones Pounds The Air Like The Amplified Pulse Of My Erection.

It Proposed That Human Beings, By The Act Of Making Witness, Warranted Times And Places For Their Existence Other Than The Time And Place They Were Living Through.

The Shadow Had No Imagination. He Neither Looked At Naked Women Nor Thought Of Ridding The World Of Dictators Like Hitler Or Mussolini.

Writing Is Immensely Difficult. The Short Forms Especially.

I Did Have A Feeling Then That The Culture Of Factuality Was So Dominating That Storytelling Had Lost All Its Authority.