Writers Are A Loosely Knit Community -

I Have For A Long Time Loved Fabulist, Imaginative Fiction, Such As The Writing Of Italo Calvino, Jose Saramago, Michael Bulgakov, And Salman Rushdie. I Also Like The Magic Realist Writers, Such As Borges And Marquez, And Feel That Interesting Truths Can Be Learned About Our World By Exploring Highly Distorted Worlds.

So Many Little Lives, Amounting To Nothing. I Ask You: What Is Infinity Multiplied By Zero? It Is Hardly Worth Our Discussion.

In This World, There Are Two Times. There Is Mechanical Time And There Is Body Time. The First Is As Rigid And Metallic As A Massive Pendulum Of Iron That Swings Back And Forth, Back And Forth, Back And Forth. The Second Squirms And Wriggles Like A Bluefish In A Bay. The First Is Unyielding, Predetermined. The Second Makes Up Its Mind As It Goes Along.

I Have A Family And You Know Very Well The Time That That Takes. That's Good Time. I Have A Couple Hobbies. I'm A Runner And Play Tennis. In The Summer My Family And I Uproot Ourselves And Go Live In Maine For The Summer. We Have A House On A Very Tiny Island In Maine. Which Is Really My Spiritual Center. We've Been Going There For Ten Years, And It Has No Ferry Service, No Bridges, No Telephone Service. It's Really Isolated.

Suppose Time Is A Circle, Bending Back On Itself. The World Repeats Itself, Precisely, Endlessly.