No one says a novel has to be one thing. It can be anything it wants to be, a vaudeville show, the six o’clock news, the mumblings of wild men saddled by demons.
“I’ve always been a refusenik, beginning with refusing the suburb that I grew up in, refusing the kind of work that was provided for me as a kind of fate, refusing the war in Vietnam, refusing the beginnings of a plastic corporate culture.”