I Reserve The Right To

I Can Manage A Prose Format As Long As I Keep Closer To Laurence Sterne Than To Henry James.

A Myth Is The Name Of A Terrible Lie Told By A Smelly Little Brown Person To A Man In A White Suit With A Pair Of Binoculars.

The Ancient Greek "oral Poets" All Had This Anxiety About The Deficiencies Of Their Memories And Always Began Poems By Praying To The Muse To Help Them Remember.

It's Hard Being A Hostage In Somebody Else's Mouth - Or A Character In Somebody Else's Novel.

Stories Are Different Every Time You Tell Them - They Allow So Many Possible Narratives.