There is nothing more mine than my writing, nothing I'm more proprietary about.


Paris Review (#127, Summer 1993)


There is nothing more mine than my writing, nothing I'm more proprietary about.

There is nothing more mine than my writing, nothing I'm more proprietary about.

There is nothing more mine than my writing, nothing I'm more proprietary about.

There is nothing more mine than my writing, nothing I'm more proprietary about.