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Every Novel Is-at The Beginning-the Same Opening Of A Door Onto A Completely Unknown Space.

Everyone Thinks Writers Must Know More About The Inside Of The Human Head, But That's Wrong. They Know Less, That's Why They Write. Trying To Find Out What Everyone Else Takes For Granted.

There's Nothing Like Drawing A Thing To Make You Really See It.

Soon It Will Be Daybreak. Soon The Day Will Break. I Can't Stop It From Breaking In The Same Way It Always Does, And Then From Lying There Broken; Always The Same Day, Which Comes Around Again Like Clockwork. It Begins With The Day Before The Day Before, And Then The Day Before, And Then It's The Day Itself. A Saturday. The Breaking Day. The Day The Butcher Comes.

But The Adjectives Change,” Said Jimmy. “nothing’s Worse Than Last Year’s Adjectives.