It simply makes sense that I should miss my parents more than they miss me, especially when you consider that they only loved me for thirteen years w… - Chuck Palahniuk

The girl is infectious human waste, and she's confused and afraid to commit to the wrong thing and so she won't commit to anything.

The journalist researches a story. The novelist imagines it.
What’s funny is, you’d be amazed at the amount of time a novelist has to spend with people in order to create this single lonely voice. This seemingly isolated world.
It’s hard to call any of my novels “fiction.”

"What matters," Sister Vigilante says, "is, people need a monster they can believe in." A true horrible enemy. A demon to define themselves against. Otherwise, it's just us versus us.