I like the idea of a writer being haunted by his own creation, especially if the writer resents the way the character defines him.
Look how black the sky is, the writer said. I made it that way.
People can get accustomed to anything, right? Habit does things to people.
You learn to move on without the people you love.
Life is like a typographical error: we're constantly writing and rewriting things over each other.
What keeps me interested--and it always does--is how can she be a bad actress on film but a good one in reality?