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OMG, John Kennedy O’Toole

It's easy to look into your past and find meaning where none previously existed to attribute significance to the trivial. Revision and creation. More than anything, we want to be more than we are. When we delve into our minds, we are the authority. What's to keep us from blurring the lines a bit? In the end, we are the stories we tell.

I sat with my hand on the deer. The sky was ice clear, and the voiceless stars stared at me.

I correct or change words, but I can’t rewrite a scene or make a major change because there’s a sense then of someone looking over my shoulder. It’s necessary, anyway, to trust that moment when you were sure at last you had done all you could, done your best for that time. When it’s finally in print, you’re delivered—you don’t ever have to look at it again. It’s too late to worry about its failings. I’ll have to apply any lessons this book has taught me toward writing the next one.

I am not a writer first. I have a family, and without them I would have little reason to want to write -- or to do anything else. My desire to create is held in silence during the day, so that my literary moments can be focused and absolute.

Love: Playing Awful Candyland One More Time

Like a speech disfluency—I stammer—autism isn't a disease but an architectural/electronic feature of your brain.

Wrong versions become the scaffolding that you use to build the novel.