"To have a love affair, a true love affair, it has to be with someone that holds apart of you. They have to get inside you. They have to matter," he tells me.
How did we start talking about love?
"Why do you think people who are the most talented are the most crazy?" I know I asked him that.
"Writing is painful work. It costs you. And there's the desire to create your whole world, to change it and have things work out how you want to, and therein lies inherent danger. If your time in the real world drives you to create your own, that's mystical and so all encompassing that you have to live within it, that's very dangerous, if you ask me. It is exhausting and if it's not tiring, you aren't doing it right. You become whole other beings. You are not who you're living inside. That'll make you crazy. There is nothing so lonely as being a writer. Every writer is crazy."
Did he say it like that? There's always more poetry than I remember.
But that's life isn't it?
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