Just As The Habit Does Not Make

For Me, Writing Is A Job. I Do Not Separate The Work From The Act Of Writing Like Two Things That Have Nothing To Do With Each Other. I Arrange Words One After Another, Or One In Front Of Another, To Tell A Story, To Say Something That I Consider Important Or Useful, Or At Least Important Or Useful To Me. It Is Nothing More Than This.

As My Cat Would Say, All Hours Are Good For Sleeping.

That It's Possible Not To See A Lie Even When It's In Front Of Us.

I Do Not Just Write, I Write What I Am. If There Is A Secret, Perhaps That Is It.

This Must Be What It Means To Be A Ghost, Being Certain That Life Exists, Because Your Four Senses Say So, And Yet Unable To See It.