“I want to write because I have the urge to excel in one medium of translation and expression of life. I can’t be satisfied with the colossal job of merely living. Oh, no, I must order life in sonnets and sestinas and provide a verbal reflector for my 60-watt lighted head. Love is an illusion, but I would willingly fall for it if I could believe in it.”
“So I have to create the whole thing afresh for myself each time. Probably all writers now are in the same boat. It is the penalty we pay for breaking with tradition, and the solitude makes the writing more exciting though being read less so. One ought to sink to the bottom of the sea, probably, and live alone with one’s words.”
Please enjoy these links to some published writing by me!
“The only way you can write the truth is to assume that what you set down will never be read. Not by any other person, and not even yourself at some later date. Otherwise you will begin excusing yourself. You must see the writing as emerging like a long scroll of ink from the index finger of your right hand; you must see your left hand erasing it.”
“Writing, for me, is about moving through obstacles and establishing a trajectory inward, moving by way of intensities into more and more unsettling territory. Anything that blocks the path you must cut through, including religion, including yourself.”