I Couldn't Tell If I

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

Kraken' Is A Very Undisciplined Book. That's A Gamble. If It Doesn't Come Off, It's Disastrous. But There Are Pleasures, I Think, To A Meandering Lack Of Discipline That You Can't Get The Other Way, And Vice Versa.

I'll Never Be A Minimalist. The Fact That The Prose Is More Tightly Controlled Doesn't For A Minute Mean That It's Minimalist. I Very Much Like Arcane Words And Baroque Sentence Structure.

London Is An Endless Skirmish Between Angles And Emptiness.

I'd Never Understood The Injunction Not To Regret Anything, Couldn't See How That Wasn't Cowardice.