![]() It is essentially impossible to describe. It feels entirely different than anything I have ever felt with a book. What does it feel like to have this book in the world? It was a theophanic paradigm-shifting miracle that I knew was the impossible answer to my desperate longing for meaning in the universe, the answer I was sure did not exist, or even if it did, that I no one could ever find. The rest of the dream was a once-in-a-lifetime mind-blowing experience from which I have never looked back, and I’m not even slightly exaggerating. Without spoiling things for the reader, I can certainly say that the dream was my inspiration - and not only for the book, but for the rest of my life ever since. In the dream I was ice-fishing on Candlewood Lake in Danbury, Connecticut, when a fish poked its snout out of the hole in the ice. ![]() What was your inspiration for Fish Out of Water? ![]()
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