Most novels I come across have all the excitement of a long trip on a bus with a sensitive glee club. Yammer and chat.
From Barry Hannah
Love and despair go hand in hand.
I don't write under the ghost of Faulkner. I live in the same town and find his life and work inspiring, but that's it. I have a motorcycle and tool along the country lanes. I travel at my own speed.
I wanted very much to be Miles Davis when I was a boy, but without the practice. It just looked like an endless road.
I lost my second marriage because of drinking, and I loved the woman very much. But I thought I needed booze to write. I'm glad I was disabused.
I distrust thought. The interior life is highly overrated. I don't like the wispy and the vague... or inductive logic in any kind of writing. I'm impatient with writers who make too much sense. The better things that I've done have come to me by instinct.
My dad read history, about a book a day, but only after he retired as a successful bank and insurance man.
My aunts told wonderful stories. Not to me, but to each other. We had a very strong family. My mother's sisters loved each other intensely. The uncles loved each other intensely.
I was born in Clinton, Mississippi, which had 1,500-2,500 people when I was growing up - a village.
I had absolute freedom to create things on my own and in silence. No rush, the artificial rush by media. Certainly no rush to grow up. We had plenty of boyhood, plenty of girlhood.
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