It's The Stuff That Happens

As A Matter Of Fact, I Deliberately Look For The Mundane, Because I Feel These Stories Are Ignored. The Most Influential Things That Happen To Virtually All Of Us Are The Things That Happen On A Daily Basis. Not The Traumas.

I'd Been Familiar With Comics, And I'd Collected 'em When I Was A Kid, But After I Got Into Junior High School, There Wasn't Much I Was Interested In

I Wanted To Write Literature That Pushed People Into Their Lives Rather Than Helping People Escape From Them.

I Don't Think I Made Any Really Big Mistakes; It's Just That I Chose Something Difficult To Do. Looking Back, I Suppose I Should Be Grateful That I Got As Far As I Got.

I Felt More Alone That Week Than Any. Sometimes I'd Feel A Body Lying Next To Me Like An Amputee Feels A Phantom Limb. All I Did Was Think About Jennie Gerhardt And Alice Quinn And All The Decades Of People I Had Known. The More I Thought, The More I Felt Like Crying. Life Seemed So Sweet And So Sad, And So Hard To Let Go Of In The End. But Hey, Man, Every Day Is A Brand New Deal, Right? Just Keep On Working And Something's Bound To Turn Up.