No, I don't think it's correct to define my writing as fables. There are themes, yes, but I'm not trying to offer some categorical cure-it-all to the problematic situation of Man. I'm neither theologian nor a politician. My concern in my first novel, The Zoo, was loss of inner life. After long years of writer's block, the novel just exploded out of me. Thirty days. All too quickly to really do it justice. With my second novel, The Nihilesthete, I was taken by the spiritual diminishment and the all-pervasive powerlessness that I felt was taking over our culture which in turn prevented and inverted my lead character's full expression. Such is the motive-force behind almost banal, cerebralized cruelties he harbours upon his arch-enemy, the artist, Brodski.