Letโs not mince words: the inside of the Sydney casino looks as if Vegas had an illegitimate child with Liberaceโs underpants, and that child fell down a staircase and hit its head on the edge of a spade.
Steve ToltzWhen we finished the kiss she said laughing, I can taste your loneliness - it tastes like vinegar. That annoyed me. Everyone knows loneliness tastes like cold potato soup.
Steve Toltzโฆ she gave me a look that deftly combined tenderness with revulsion. To this day the memory of that look still visits me like a Jehovahโs Witness: uninvited and tireless.
Steve ToltzI dont really have an office or anything, and I like to have to move location every two hours. So I just kind of write in a park, on a bench, in the library, in a cafe, back to the library, that kind of thing.
Steve ToltzOn the one hand I'm writing about somebody about whom I say in the book, "The only thing worse than being a statistic is being a statistical anomaly." So I'm writing about a particularly unlucky person. So that's a special type of hell, to be particularly unlucky.
Steve ToltzI was in the hospital and I was paralyzed and I went through all of these things. I've had all of these crazy experiences and jobs in my life, but I never really write about them because I've already told them as stories to friends. For me, the process of writing is the process of invention. But the hospital story felt told already. There was nothing to discover in the telling of it. The discovery had to be in the form. It wasn't really the unfamiliarity of the form, it was more about a way incorporate invention and how to realize it imaginatively.
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