I've Been Choking To Death

You Can’t Fool People Into Loving You.

As A Child Of The 1970s, I Couldn't Hold A Narrative In My Head; I Was Lucky If I Could Hold A Joke In My Head, Because Every Time You Turn On Television Or Radio, It Wipes The Slate Clean - At Least In My Case. After I Gave Up Television, I Found I Could Carry Longer And Longer Stories Or Ideas In My Head And Put Them Together Until I Was Carrying An Entire Short Story. That's Pretty Much When I Started Writing.

Now Is The Autumn Of Our Ennui.

Don’t Ask Me When Be­cause I Don’t Re­mem­ber, But Some­where Along The Way I Keep For­get­ting To Com­mit Sui­cide.

Nothing Shows You The Straight Line From Here To Death Like A List.