I Sort Of Hate The Novel When

But That Incessant Drive To Be Out There In The Literary Universe That Was Important To Me When I Was In My Twenties, Like Going To A Paris Review Party Or Whatever, That Seems Totally Irrelevant Now.

Have I Mentioned That I Expect Death Around Every Turn, That Every Blue Sky Has A Safe Sailing Out Of It, That Every Bus Runs Me Over, That Every Low, Mean Syllable Uttered In My Direction Seems To Intimate The Violence Of Murder, That Every Family Seems Like An Opportunity For Ruin And Every Marriage A Ceremony Into Which Calamity Will Fall And Hearts Will Be Broken And Lives Destroyed And People Branded By The Mortifications Of Love?

The Process Of Composition, Messing Around With Paragraphs And Trying To Make Really Good Prose, Is Hardwired Into My Personality.

Major Theme Of The Book ["hotels Of North America"], From My Point Of View: What Is Persona, What Is Self, In The Digital Sphere, And/or What Is The Effect Of It On Self In A Prolonged Interaction.

It's Also True, However, That Having Conquered The Regional Writer Ghetto, I Am Now Intent On Conquering The Nationalist Writer Ghetto And Moving Out Into The World More.