The novelist, quite rightly, fears the psychoanalyst as both an enemy and a usurper.
I always wanted to write fiction. Always. As far back as I can remember it's been integral to my sense of myself - everything else was always a displacement activity.
A party full of 'likeable' people doesn't bear contemplating.
Why is Mr Universe always from Earth?
So I was smacked up on the Prime Minister's jet – big deal.
Continuous present is all we have, and stream of consciousness - which in a novel is arguably just as artificial as the stilted dialogue that you get in most conventional novels. They're all stratagems to try to get closer to the texture of lived life.