If You Have The Temerity To Try

How Can You Put Out A Meaningful Drama When Every Fifteen Minutes Proceedings Are Interrupted By Twelve Dancing Rabbits With Toilet Paper? No Dramatic Art Form Should Be Dictated And Controlled By Men Whose Training And Instincts Are Cut Of An Entirely Different Cloth. The Fact Remains That These Gentlemen Sell Consumer Goods, Not An Art Form.

But It Makes You Wonder, Doesn't It? Just How Normal Are We? Just Who Are The People We Nod Our Hellos To As We Pass On The Street? A Rather Good Question To Ask - Particularly In The Twilight Zone.

If You're Really A Good Writer And Deserve That Honored Position, Then By God, You'll Write, And You'll Be Read, And You'll Be Produced Somehow. It Just Works That Way. If You're Just A Simple Ordinary Day-to-day Craftsman, No Different Than Most, Then The Likelihood Is That You Probably Won't Make It In Writing.

Now Death Is With Us In Such Abundance And Hovers Over Us In So Massive A Form That We Don't Have Time To Invent A Mythology, Nor Is Our Creativity Directed Toward Same. Now It's To Prevent Death.

I've Never Really Topped Myself, Because Awards In Themselves Really Don't Reflect Major Accomplishment. It's Kind Of A Strange, Backslapping Ritual That We Go Through In This Town Where You Get Awards For Almost Everything. For Surviving The Day You're Going To Get Awards.