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Sometimes I feel compelled to write things that are, best described, as loosely based in reality. I feel more comfortable including the fantastic or phantasmagoric in my writing, and while I am sure some psychologist can explain why I have

I was pretty set against eBooks when they were first going mainstream a few years back. I’d been clinging to paper since I can first remember, with some of my best memories being late night reads with a musty-smelling paperback

Sitting on my shelf, full of bookmarks, waiting as the dust slowly rises. . . 2666 – Robert Bolaño The Life and Opinions of Tristram Shandy, Gentleman – Laurence Stern Kafka on the Shore – Haruki Murakami My Name is