But I think one of the things people who commit suicide take with them is the possibility of resolution for their loved ones. We can howl into the wind for the rest of our lives, and there’s never going to be anyone there to answer us. But maybe that’s where the impulse to make fiction can come from. Where there’s a void of information, we can always form a narrative and make that the information, the truth. Or at least … our truth. Does that make sense?”
