1.
Just write
another one. You have lots of ideas, right?
2.
No, I'm
finished. I'm not a writer. I'm a middle-school English teacher. I'm going to spend the rest of my life grading essays and
reading the works of others. It's okay. I like books. The world doesn't give a
shit what I have to say. I'm unnecessary. I'm so insignificant, I can't even kill
myself.
3.
What's that
supposed to mean?
4.
You know, Hemingway,
Sexton, Woolf, Plath, Delmore Schwartz. You can't kill yourself before you've
even been published.
5.
What about
that guy who wrote Confederacy of Dunces? He committed suicide before he got
published, and look how famous he is.
6.
Thanks.
7.
Don't give
up. You're going to make it.
8.
Half
my life is over, and I have nothing to show for it. I'm a thumbprint on the window of a skyscraper. I'm a smudge of
excrement on a tissue surging out to sea with a million tons of raw sewage.
9.
See? Right
there. Just what you just said. That's beautiful. A thumbprint on a skyscraper.
I couldn't write that.
10. Neither could I. I think it's Bukowski.
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