Somewhere Between Apathy And Anarchy

Writing Is A Demanding Profession And A Selfish One. And Because It Is Selfish And Demanding, Because It Is Compulsive And Exacting, I Didn't Embrace It. I Succumbed To It.

When I First Went Into Freelancing, I Think There Was A Period Of About Eight Months When Nothing Happened. Everything That I Wrote Crumbled Up, And Then It Became A Self-destructive Thing - When You Begin To Doubt Yourself, When Doubt Turns Into - It's Sort Of Like Impotence. Once Impotent, You're Forever Impotent. Because You're Always Worried About Being Impotent.

I'm A Western-cultured Man Who Subscribes To The Ancient Saw That Men Do Not Cry, I Don't Cry Either. I'll Go To A Movie, For Example, And Not Infrequently Something Triggers The Urge To Weep, But I Don't Allow Myself.

I Think I'd Rather Win, For Example, A Writer's Guild Award Than Almost Anything On Earth. And The Few Nominations I've Had With The Guild, And The Few Awards I've Had, Represented To Me A Far More Legitimate Concrete Achievement Than Anything.

Somewhere Between Apathy And Anarchy Lies The Thinking Human Being.