It Kills Your Writing If You Try

I Work Really Out Of Mythology, So Often I Work Out Of A Story That Has Remained Lodged Inside Somehow, Or I Work Out Of History, You Know, Out Of A Sense Of Historical Inevitability With Characters.

Don't Read Anything Except What Destroys The Insulation Between Yourself And Your Experience.

Power Travels In The Bloodlines, Handed Out Before Birth.

I Want To Hear What's Happened To You," She Said Evenly After A While. She Gestured In The Direction, Down River, Of The Butcher Shop. "it's Just That There Is Nowhere Else To Start," She Said Gently. "niether Of Us Is The Same. But I'm Different Because Of Small, Good, Manageable Things. You're Different Because ... Things I Don't Know.

When Every Inch Of The World Is Known, Sleep May Be The Only Wilderness That We Have Left.