I like starting projects in January. That's the best time to start something. It's so inward.
When I'm not writing, I do a lot of research reading on the shape of civilization. Fiction can be a lot of different things... but I feel like it's my job to write about the way things are.
That's the way we see life: your community is your survival. And if you live in a small community like this, even the people you hate you have as friends.
I love people, but I don't do so well in a system. We're poor, and we lead a very different kind of life. We depend on other people so much.
When I write, I just let my characters go, the way I let life go.
Sometimes a manuscript is like bread dough. You have to abuse it.
Sadly I don't work well under restrictions. I need to forget the world and its rules and laws in order to enter the dreamlike flow of the fictional world. So I may be in some bad trouble.
Grave silence is far more powerful than the same old voices yapping away.
Today's world is very cruel.
I have lived poverty. I didn't choose it. No one would choose humiliation, pain, and rage.
You go through your life feeling like an outsider, and you respond to society in a different way when you feel like an outsider.
