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But I Do Think It's Important To Remember That Writers Do Not Have A Monopoly Of Wisdom On Their Books. They Can Be Wrong About Their Own Books, They Can Often Learn About Their Own Books.

Perhaps The Window Is Not A Sun But An Asterisk, Interrupting The Grammar Of The Sky, With Me Sitting Below It Like A Footnote.

Word Spread Because Word Will Spread. Stories And Secrets Fight, Stories Win, Shed New Secrets, Which New Stories Fight, And On.

There Is No Knowing Beyond That Membrane, The Meniscus Of Death. What Can Be Seen From Here Is Distorted, Refracted. All We Can Know Are Those Untrustworthy Glimpses--that And Rumour. The Prattle. The Dead Gossip: It Is The Reverberation Of That Gossip Against The Surface Tension Of Death That The Better Mediums Hear. It Is Like Listening To Whispered Secrets Through A Toilet Door. It Is A Crude And Muffled Susurrus.

What I Always Try To Do In All My Books Is To Make The Stories Such That If You Don't Agree With Me Politically Or You're Not Interested In The Thematics, The Story Will Still Keep You Turning The Pages.