Nobody Deserves Death, Yet Everybody Gets It.

I'll Take Any Life In Which I Can Make Choices And Have Agency, And America Is Not A Bad Place For All That.

We Knew - But Didn't Want To Know - What Was Going To Happen, The Sky Descending Upon Our Heads Like The Shadow Of A Falling Piano In A Cartoon.

Whatever Solidarity I Have Established With Other Writers Individually, It Is Usually Organized Around Books. We Connected As Readers, As It Were, Not Writers.

It's Not That War Crimes Stop As Soon As A Novel About Them Is Published. Literature Operates Slowly, It Is Always Inching Toward Bliss, Never Quite Getting There.

I Think About The Story While I Think About Other Things. This Is An Important Part Of The Process: I Look At It Sideways. If I Look Straight At It, It Produces Nothing Other Than What Seem Like Complicated, Brilliant Designs That Fall Apart The Following Morning. In Some Way Stories Mature When You're Not Looking.