I had absolutely no intention of turning it into a novel. But I'd finished the story, no one had bought it yet, and I was still sort of writing. And all of a sudden I had about sixty pages. So now it was, Oh, this is a little annoying. At about a hundred, a hundred and thirty pages, I had to start paying attention.
Somebody has to be driving the car.
If it was going to be a novel, I had to start thinking about how it was going to sustain itself considering what happens in the beginning. But I still am morally opposed to turning stories into novels. I'm still not. The End of Alice had knocked the wind out of me in a lot of ways, just writing it. I think Music for Torching happened in part because there was no other large thing looming.