All the literati keep at least one imaginary friend.
I don't want to dive into that mud slide, which is what I consider the literary process.
The surest defense against Evil is extreme individualism, originality of thinking, whimsicality, even - if you will - eccentricity. That is, something that can't be feigned, faked, imitated; something even a seasoned imposter couldn't be happy with.
Russian talk of political evil is as natural as eating.
When I'm not writing or reading, I'm thinking about both.
Cherish your human connections: your relationships with friends and family. Even your super weirdo creep cousin.