There are no chaste minds. Minds copulate wherever they meet.
~ Eric Hoffer, Reflections on the Human Condition
I offer no thoughtful notes on the mechanics of contemporary fiction, no really dutiful explorations of any particular book or author. I am a shallow reader, lazy, given more to a moment’s lust than a lifetime’s devotion. The friction of minds is all that I crave. This is only the record of my perpetual orgy, my innumerable debasements.
