Dreams, You Know, Are What You Wake

My Circumstances Of Unrelieved Responsibility And Permanent Distraction Necessitated The Short Story Form.

Every Great Or Even Every Very Good Writer Makes The World Over According To His Own Specifications.

Then I Said Something. I Said, Suppose, Just Suppose, Nothing Had Ever Happened. Suppose This Was For The First Time. Just Suppose. It Doesn't Hurt To Suppose. Say None Of The Other Had Ever Happened. You Know What I Mean? Then What? I Said.

He Wondered If She Wondered If He Were Watching Her.

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