I'm not trying to do conceptual art.
I don't publish the books to make money, not at all.
Further, I'm obsessed with how language contorts and creates bodies.
Most of my books have caused distribution and printing problems in the past.
But, right now, the situation is that almost all of my writing is out of print.
Once again, I think there is little art being done that really owns up to such intense possibilities.
I don't sell enough books to pay for the lawyers, however. And these various problems finally became too much.
Further, for once, I like the idea that people who think I'm a constant voice for the furthering of the imagination have to see that interest in a more materialistic fashion.
In the past the publishers I've worked with have been extremely generous. And in almost every case, have been people who believed in the work rather than the sales and marketing.
My introduction to the Brady book was an attempt to nail the exact same idea since Brady addressed the point. And since I write pornography, naturally, something of an obsession for me.