Don’t Complain, Don’t Explain.

Remember Haydn's 104 Symphonies. Not All Of Them Were Great. But There Were 104 Of Them.

That Morning She Pours Teacher's Over My Belly And Licks It Off. That Afternoon She Tries To Jump Out The Window.

You're...writing For Other Writers To An Extent-the Dead Writers Whose Work You Admire, As Well As The Living Writers You Like To Read.

The Fiction Im Most Interested In Has Lines Of Reference To The Real World.

In Short, Everything About His Life Was Different For Him At The Bottom Of That Well.