The Novel Is The Dream Release, The

The Greater The Scientific Advance, The More Primitive The Fear.

He Wanted Paper And Something To Write With, Some Way To Sustain A Thought, To Place It In The World.

To Plot Is To Live. […] We Start Out Lives In Chaos, In Babble. As We Surge Up Into The World, We Try To Devise A Shape, A Plan. There Is Dignity In This. Your Whole Life Is A Plot, A Scheme, A Diagram. It Is A Failed Scheme But That's Not The Point. To Plot Is To Affirm Life, To Seek Shape And Control. Even After Death, Most Particularly After Death, The Search Continues. Burial Rites Are An Attempt To Complete The Scheme, In Ritual. Picture A State Funeral, Jack. It Is All Precision, Detail, Order, Design. The Nation Holds Its Breath. - (wn 292)

I'm Not Reclusive At All. Just Private.

Let's Enjoy The Aimless Days While We Still Can.