What Was Our Life Like? I Almost

The World Is A More Engaging And Less Dramatic Place Than Writers Ever Give It Credit For Being

It Is Right That You Have To Have A Tolerance For Solitude. But When That Solitude Bears Fruit, You Can Abandon It. You Can Be In The Company Of Others.

They May Already Know Too Much About Their Mother And Father--nothing Being More Factual Than Divorce, Where So Much Has To Be Explained And Worked Through Intelligently (though They Have Tried To Stay Equable). I've Noticed This Is Often The Time When Children Begin Calling Their Parents By Their First Names, Becoming Little Ironists After Their Parents' Faults. What Could Be Lonelier For A Parent Than To Be Criticized By His Child On A First-name Basis?

Things Happen When People Are Not Where They Belong, And The World Moves Forward And Back By That Principle.

Some People Think That Writers Are Innately Solitary And That There's A Kind Of Romance To That Solitariness. I Tend To Think That What Writers Really Want To Do Is Get Accepted Into Things. They Want To Get Accepted Into Society, Into Culture, Into Intelligentsia, Into The Fun. Writing Is Their Mechanism, Their Instrument, For Doing That.