Chances are you want to write because you are a haunted individual, or a bothered individual, because the world does not sit right with you, or you in it. Chances are you have a deep connection to books because at some point you discovered that they were the only truly safe place to discover and explore feelings that are banished from the dinner table, the cocktail party, the golf foresome, the bridge game. Because the writers who mattered to you have dared to say I am a sick man. And because within the world of books there is no censure.
Besty Lerner, The Forest for the Trees, on opening lines from Notes from the Underground
Matthew Frye-Castillo 