#self-interviews

When it closes around you, you can’t see anything but grass blades. You don’t know where the ocean is; you don’t know where the land you came from is. That’s a terrifying, terrifying feeling. But it’s only terrifying if your attitude is that the grass is against you. When the wind begins to blow, though, all the grass leans to one side in an enormous whispering movement. Then it’s possible for a certain kind of person to have an entirely different feeling about the alien quality of the grass.

Swimming pools are very erotic places to me, especially at night when nothing is real. There’s a frail, eerie light that comes up from the underwater lights at the sides of the pool...All your earthly debts are canceled while you are in a heated pool in the middle of a cold night.