The Infinite Ground novelist on detective fiction, Borges, end times, and the impermanence of bodies.
“You could ask me, ‘Why do you do it this way?’ There’s absolutely no way I could tell you. It takes me a month with a piece of lead on a table. And day by day, it gets folded or bent. And that becomes this underlying, hidden piece that you barely see.”
I. The One You Weren’t Waiting For
Hi Gilby. I have seen the face of God.
Much of her life, Catherine had been reading, sometimes taking her book to visit me in Heaven where it is cold and foggy and she must lie on the couch wrapped in a thick Canadian-Indian sweater and a reindeer skin.