Reading - the best state yet to keep absolute loneliness at bay.
I think that one of the compelling themes of fiction is this confrontation between good and evil.
Let's face it, writing is hell.
The weather of Depression is unmodulated, its light a brownout.
Writing is a form of self-flagellation.
my brain had begun to endure its familiar siege: panic and dislocation, and a sense that my thought processes were being engulfed by a toxic and unnameable tide that obliterated any enjoyable response to the living world.