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Well, when I was six years old I decided, not that I was going to be, but with my usual modesty, that I was a writer. So I starting writing poetry when I was six and stopped when I was twenty-six because it was getting a little better, but not terribly much. When I was fifteen I wrote seven hundred pages of an incredibly bad novel—it’s a very funny book I still like a lot. Then, when I was nineteen I wrote a couple hundred pages of another novel, which wasn’t very good either. I was still determined to be a writer. And since I was a writer, and here I was twenty-nine years old and I wasn’t a very good poet and I wasn’t a very good novelist, I thought I would try writing a play, which seems to have worked out a little better. { via TPR }
e. albee
From Barrel of Monkeys by Ruppert and Mulot….Available from Rebus Books
I featured this book on 50 Watts today.
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"‘Walk around a university campus and there is an almost palpable smell of death about the place because hundreds of academics are busy killing everything they touch.’"
- g.d. (God bless)
‘I have homes everywhere, and many I have not even seen yet. This is perhaps why I am restless. I haven’t seen all of my homes.’
john steinbeck
