It's True, Reading Too Many Novels Makes

For Me, Novels Coalesce Into Being, Rather Than Arrive Fully Formed.

I Pass Through Many Me's In The Course Of My Day, Each One Selfish With His Time. The Lying-in-bed Me And The Enjoying-the-hot-shower Me Are Particularly Selfish. The Late Me Loathes The Pair Of Them.

The Most Malicious God Is The God Of The Counted Chicken.

Writing Is Probably One-fifth Coming Up With The Stuff, And Four-fifths Self-editing Again And Again And Again.

Dead Things Show You What You’ll Be Too One Day.