Ok, so, just out of curiosity - could there maybe be a week, sometime, when you DON'T break my brain with amazing, heartbreaking, mind-melting, creepy-freaky-good-god-good-weird-excellent fiction? Not that I'm complaining, or anything, but it kind of messes with my focus a little. Like, for example: next time I go outside? I'm going to try and figure out who the trees are.

In other words: you're a rockstar. Wow. Wow, wow, wow.

...the astonishment should wear off at some point, right? I should eventually get used to how awesome your work is, right?

except that, you know what? I kind of don't want to. The gasping and flailing is too much fun.