What is there in thee, Man, that can be known?
Dark fluxion, all unfixable by thought,
A phantom dim of past and future wrought,
Vain sister of the worm —
“After being published for twenty years by the big houses I got tired of every book being dumped only so the publisher could come back two years later on the next book and say, Ah, but you know, the last one didn’t do well. I always had this crazy idea that I was supposed to write the books and the publisher was supposed to sell them.”
Steve Erickson