How often do you write? What’s your creative process? How do you come up with ideas?
I write everyday. Professionally, I write according to the dictates of the job. They choose the topics. I suit my style to their style. When I write for this blog I base each post on my observations and ruminations. I conceive the thought and then I walk around the interior of my house as I thoroughly think the thought through. I always walk to a tune. I sing my thoughts along with the melody. I’ve spent most of my summer walking/thinking to Supraluxe’s “Flower.” The rest of the time I’ve had Robbie Williams’ “Better Man” in my ears. Yeah, well it’s a remnant from a relationship. I told you men are left with the music.
Why don’t you have ads on your blog?
This is one thing that I don’t want to whore. I can make money writing other things.
You seem really unlucky at love.
Ok … not a question but no. I’ve had more than my share of luck. Yet what lessons do we glean from success except the route of repetition? I’ve had numerous opportunities to marry. I just know I’d make a lousy husband. My heart is too divided to appropriate in an appropriate proportion. Yes, that does make sense. Once it’s a verb and once it’s an adjective.
You call some people buddies, some acquaintances, and some friends. What’s the difference?
A buddy is a guy I bullshit with and we share conversations that rarely have consequence.
Who are you going to vote for?
I’ve no clear favorite. The older I grow the more I understand that it doesn’t matter whether you eat steak or peanut butter & jelly for lunch. They both meet the same end.
I’m scared these are the end times. Do you think they are?
I think it’s the end of the world for someone every moment of the day. So grow a pair and do the best you can every moment you breathe. Despair is just an excuse for inaction.
Your writing is misogynistic.
I think men cause fifty percent of the problems on earth. I’m wondering why you consider that narrow-minded when you assign a less equitable share of culpability.
Your posts are too long.
Don’t read them.
Your posts are too difficult to read.
This is a bad thing? I don’t even want sex to be easy.
Your ideas seem radical but they’re really very conservative.
A woman once told me that I needed to think outside the box. And I’ll tell you what I told her. Every man on this earth spends every hour of his life trying to get inside the box.
Why do you write this shit?
I’m too old for crayons and I knew you needed me to draw you a picture.
Do you really care about the things you write about?
Yes.
August 31, 2007
