I’ve got some screed hammering about inside my crowded skull about readers who want writers to hold their hands through a story, readers who cannot tolerate mystery and wonder, but prefer exposition and “satisfaction.” What the hell is all this satisfaction crap, anyway? “I did not find this story satisfying.” So the hell what? It’s not my job as an author to satisfy anyone but myself. That’s why art and masturbation have so much in common. ~ Caitlin R. Kiernan

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