The Reason It's Hard For

No One I Interact With - Except Maybe For Family And Strangers At The Russian Baths And Other Weird Places I May Go To - Is Just Friends Or Lovers With Me: They Also Know Something Of My Writing And This Distorts Their Take On Me.

For Me, The Past Is Dead. Can't Go Back.

For Me, Books Have Always Been A Way To Feel Less Alone While Being Alone.

Some Ego Is Involved Because I Guess One Wants To Be Perceived As A Good Clown And One Puts One's Name On The Art; But It's So Hard To Do Anything In Life, Trapped As We Are In Our Bodies, That Is Purely Selfless For Others... Somehow The Self Is Always Involved.

Whenever I Wrote Fiction, People Always Seemed To Think That What I Wrote Was True, That It Was Entirely Autobiographical. And When I Would Write Non-fiction, They Often Accused Me Of Exaggeration And Fictionalization.