Everyone operates within their own domain and obviously those domains overlap to a great extent.
Your nightmares follow you like a shadow, forever.
The balls do not make a writer.
Time does nothing but hand you down shabbier and older things.
There are many things I think about that never get to the point of becoming serious. In other words, I try to talk myself out of writing, sometimes for many years, and when I run out of arguments, I write.
When I came to America, I was already a writer, already published in Bosnia. I was planning to go back, but I had no choice but to stay here after the civil war, so I enrolled at Northwestern in a master's program and studied American literature.