I Promote My Own Self-hatred.

There Are So Many Talented Young Writers Named Jonathan, With Whom By Comparison I Suffer Terribly.

I Am Always The Source Of The Worst Rumors About Myself.

Maybe My Work Isn't A Cry For Help. It May Just Be A Baby's Need To Cry Or A Dog's Need To Bark. You Know, Barks That Seem Connected To Phantom Noises And Cries That Just Come; Though A Baby's Cries Are Usually Efficient - Something Is Bothering Them. Anyway, I Think Giving Money Is A Sign Of Love. If You Truly Want To Help Someone, A Lot Of Times Giving Them Money Is The Best Thing You Can Do.

It's Hard For Me To Think Of Writing A Novel, Because It Takes So Long.

I Am Always The Source Of The Worst Rumors About Myself.