Write About The Things That Attract You.

It’s True, I Had An Extremely Delicious Life, But That Was My Life At Home, And Perhaps Because I Was Only A Child, Or For Whatever Reasons, I Found The Company Of Others, Especially Other Boys, Quite Terrifying And Upsetting.

I Graduated In 1952 And Went To Europe, With Niki And Our First Child Laura, Who Was Then A Year Old.

It Has Always Been Something I Could Do, And It May Seem Odd That In My Case I Seem To Create An Interesting Narrative And Frustrate The Readers Opportunities To Follow It At Every Step.

My Dream, I Remember, When I Went To Boarding School, Was To Have A Study All My Own, A Little Nook Someplace Where Nobody Could Get At Me - Nobody, Like The Football Coach.

You Make Something. You Give Up Expressing And Start Inventing.