They Said Love Made You Strong, But

If They Would All Sleep All The Time She Wouldn't Mind Being Their Mother.

I Was On The Verge Of Something Numinous And Profound And In One More Second The Universe Was Going To Crack Open And Arcana Would Rain Down On My Head Like Grace And All The Cosmic Mysteries Were Going To Be Revealed.

I Feel As If I’m Waiting For Something Dreadful To Happen, And Then I Realize It Already Has.

Probably Not Needing To Be Published Would Give Me More Time To Think About A Book.

In The End, It Is My Belief, Words Are The Only Things That Can Construct A World That Makes Sense.