“[…] my books are going to be for sale for the first time, so I’m excited. Is that why the skin on my arms and chest has broken out into something positively biblical?”… read more
“I am sitting in a pile of old notebooks and dog hair, feeling guilty about not writing.”… read more
“I don’t have a conventional, full-time job. In NYC, that’s like saying to a landlord: ‘I light fires in buildings.’ Makes them just a lil nervous.”… read more
“I have been thinking a lot about suspense lately, and monsters. It is the 200th anniversary of Mary Shelley’s Frankenstein, but mostly it is that we live in an age of monstrosity…”… read more
“[…] I’m currently in the process of writing a new book, so where am I going to get the inspiration if I don’t throw myself into absurd, ridiculous, and borderline dangerous circumstances?”… read more
“Everyone tells me I need to write personal essays to sell my book, but I just spent 15 years working really hard to say everything I had to say in disguise.”… read more
“[…] I consider my dog to be my current life partner, after years of traveling together and accepting that another human is not necessarily suitable for this road situation.”… read more
“A year ago I came out, and today I’m wearing my identity across my chest.”… read more
“Poetry, I told my friends, is still where I feel happiest and freest […] For true creative freedom, I need forms that demand compression, restraint.”… read more
“[…] it takes hours of mental wrangling every morning to get over myself and produce, to convince myself that what I’m writing has potential and meaning and is not just the expression of a hot-headed delusion.”… read more
