Ideas Are Born From What

Every Writer Is A Frustrated Actor Who Recites His Lines In The Hidden Auditorium Of His Skull.

I Think Willa Cather Did A Short Story Called "paul's Case," And In It, When He Finally Commits Suicide, It Says, "he Surrendered To The Black Design Of Things." And That's What I Anticipate Death Will Be: A Totally Unconscious Void In Which You Float Through Eternity With No Particular Consciousness Of Anything. I Think Once Around Is Enough. I Don't Want To Start It All Over Again.

Apparently On The Screen I Look Tall, Ageless, And Damned Close To Omniscient-delivering Jeopardy-laden Warnings Through Gritted Teeth. But When People See Me On The Street, They Say 'by God, This Kid Is 5 Foot 5, He's Got A Broken Nose, And Looks About As Foreboding As A Bank Teller On A Lunch Break.'

Most Shows, Buying Shows, Have A Standard Fee For The First Shot Of The Writer And If You Have A Very Militant Agent, I Suppose He Might Jack It Up Four Percent Or Something. But In Essence, You Sell For What Is The Going Rate.

Writing Is A Demanding Profession And A Selfish One. And Because It Is Selfish And Demanding, Because It Is Compulsive And Exacting, I Didn't Embrace It. I Succumbed To It.