I Work Best After The Deadline Has

I Write Everything With Fountain Pens. I Don't Know Why. I've Done It Since I Was Bar Mitzvahed. I Was Given A Fountain Pen, A Parker Fountain Pen, And I Loved It, And I've Never Liked Writing Anything With Pencils Or Ball-points.

In The Modern Era, It Isn't Enough To Write, You Must Also Be The Writer, With A Capital 'w,' And Play Your Part As The Protagonist In The Cautionary Narrative In Which You Will Fail Or Triumph, Be In Or Out, Hot Or Cold, Ride The Wheel Of Fortune.

I Go Into Any Movie That's Historical Fiction Thinking, 'ok, I'm Here To Watch A Work Of Art, Something Delivering A Series Of Opinions, And If It's A Good Work Of Art, These Opinions Become So Deeply Embedded In Complexity And Richness That I Won't Even Be Bothered By The Opinions. I'll Make My Own Mind Up.'

I Just Wondered What A Thing It Would Be...if Overnight Everything You Owe Anything To, Justice, Or Love, Had Really Gone Away. Free. It Would Be...heartless Terror. Yes. Terrible, And... Very Great. To Shed Your Skin, Every Old Skin, One By One And Then Walk Away, Unemcumbered, Into The Morning.

When I Was Younger, I Used To Be Very Impatient With Anyone Who Wasn't Doing Overtly Political Work. I've Since Come To Feel That Some Writers Have An Appetite Or A Need For The Political, For Political Discourse, For Historical Political Subjects.