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I Like To Be Alone So I Can Write. But Focus Can Hurt You. I Don't Want To Be Some Stress Casualty In Early Middle Age.

History Is A State Of Yearning. I Yearn For Kay Lake Throughout This Entire Thing. There's An Essay I've Written Where I Talked About Living In The Past. There's A Whole Motif In The Book Of Then And Now. And I Lived There.

My Father Actually Went To College, And My Mother Went To Nursing School, So, You Know. I Wouldn't... They Were Actually Too Square And Right-wing To Be Hip, Too Well-educated To Be White Trash, Too Sexy To Be Square. They Really Didn't Fit Any Mold. They Weren't Really Hipsters. They Were Just - They Were Two Of A Kind, Those Two.

I Kept Saying, "stop Me Now. It's Going To My Head." I Got Some Photos. Really, I Did! It's Not My Noblest Sexual Self In These Moments, But I Want To Have Fun. I Want To Undress. I Get Off My Leash To Go Out And Perform. Some Other Writers Are Just Discomforted By The Way I Behave In Public. Because They're Loath To Perform.

I Don't Think I Came Out Of Anybody. I Think I Developed Out Of The Influences I Described In My Dark Places. American History, L.a. Of The 1950s. I'm Comfortable With That.