I Didn't Go Out Of My Way

I Feel Like I've Never Had A Home, You Know? I Feel Related To The Country, To This Country, And Yet I Don't Know Exactly Where I Fit In... There's Always This Kind Of Nostalgia For A Place, A Place Where You Can Reckon With Yourself.

The Great Thing For Me, Now, Is That Writing Has Become More And More Interesting. Not Just As A Craft But As A Way Into Things That Are Not Described. It's A Thing Of Discovering. That's When Writing Is Really Working. You're On The Trail Of Something And You Don't Quite Know What It Is.

I Believe In My Mask-- The Man I Made Up Is Me I Believe In My Dance-- And My Destiny

Caryl Churchill Is A Writer Of Some Note, But In The Sack, She Makes Me Explain Everything.

People Talk About The 1960s In A Nostalgic Way, But To Me It Was Terrifying. People Were Getting Assassinated. There Was Vietnam. There Were Race Riots. It Felt Like Everything Was Going To Get Blown Up Sky-high. It Didn’t Feel Like Flower Power. It Felt Like Armageddon.