We Loved Killing Time And Had Perfected

After I Left College I Thought, Very Naively, That Either You Became Someone Interesting - An Artist - Or You Went Into Academia. If You Ended Up In An Office You Were Dull And Lacking. And I Ended Up In An Office.

Some Days Felt Longer Than Other Days. Some Days Felt Like Two Whole Days. Unfortunately Those Days Were Never Weekend Days. Our Saturdays And Sundays Passed In Half The Time Of A Normal Workday. In Other Words, Some Weeks It Felt Like We Worked Ten Straight Days And Had Only One Day Off.

I Know What To Do With My Life. I Just Don't Know What To Do With This One Night.

I Can't Trace Thematic Similarities Between Then We Came To The End And The Unnamed To A Life Event; I Think It's More Just A Natural Progression As A Writer. Everything Changes In The Second Book - Tonally, Character-wise, Situationally - And On Top Of That, I Think I Wanted A Challenge. I Wanted To See If I Could Do It.

Being Serious Is Serious Business In Fiction. It's Commercial Or Hoi Polloi In Fiction To Be Funny. It's Too Accessible To The Great Unwashed.