When You Start Thinking…

“When you start thinking about what your life was like ten years ago--and not in general terms, but in highly specific detail--it's disturbing to realize how certain elements of your being are completely dead. They die long before you do. It's astonishing to consider all the things from your past that used to happen all … Continue reading When You Start Thinking…

The Summer Of ‘What The Fuck?’

I promised myself certain aspects of this year would be better, and they have been, but the rest of the year, thus far, has been a shit-show of epic proportions. I am so thrown by it all, I probably say "What the fuck?!" fifty times a day, if not more. I've talked about it, so … Continue reading The Summer Of ‘What The Fuck?’

The Writer’s Only Responsibility

“The writer's only responsibility is to his art. He will be completely ruthless if he is a good one. He has a dream. It anguishes him so much he must get rid of it. He has no peace until then. Everything goes by the board: honor, pride, decency, security, happiness, all, to get the book … Continue reading The Writer’s Only Responsibility