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i went to the library today and checked out some books. thank god, i think that if i didn't have any books over christmas break, i might explode.
reading kinky friedman currently. i love the way he explains writers' block: "spritual constipation". walter is experiencing it, and friedman finally lets him write a bit. like a strange release.
"if you are a writer who currently is not writing, you know what a nightmare of emptiness life can be. if you are fortunate enough to be a writer of the nonfiction variety, all you have to do to get cracking is to focus a bit more narrowly among your chosen field of study or possibly dig more deeply into your research materials. if fate, however, has cruelly cast you as a writer of fiction, you have myriad madnesses to contend with, for you must cast your net wide enough to capture the stars and you must dig ever deeper into your subject matter, which is, inevitably, the humas spirit."
i have never heard someone explain it better than he has. kind of inspires me, but makes me hate my fate because i have been cast as a nonfiction writer in this little game of life. i'd rather be a bum, or a mental patient, or a spoiled sonofabitch living by and on wall street. but i'm not, i've got this ridiculous inkling that i'm destined to be one of those raggedy writers, like professor tripp in wild boys. waiting for the inspiration to come to me, smoking cigarettes like candy.
"the art of fiction has very much to do with the art of life as you live it."
reading kinky friedman currently. i love the way he explains writers' block: "spritual constipation". walter is experiencing it, and friedman finally lets him write a bit. like a strange release.
"if you are a writer who currently is not writing, you know what a nightmare of emptiness life can be. if you are fortunate enough to be a writer of the nonfiction variety, all you have to do to get cracking is to focus a bit more narrowly among your chosen field of study or possibly dig more deeply into your research materials. if fate, however, has cruelly cast you as a writer of fiction, you have myriad madnesses to contend with, for you must cast your net wide enough to capture the stars and you must dig ever deeper into your subject matter, which is, inevitably, the humas spirit."
i have never heard someone explain it better than he has. kind of inspires me, but makes me hate my fate because i have been cast as a nonfiction writer in this little game of life. i'd rather be a bum, or a mental patient, or a spoiled sonofabitch living by and on wall street. but i'm not, i've got this ridiculous inkling that i'm destined to be one of those raggedy writers, like professor tripp in wild boys. waiting for the inspiration to come to me, smoking cigarettes like candy.
"the art of fiction has very much to do with the art of life as you live it."