12-05-2017, 11:09 PM
There are no objective and subjective distinctions between me and my characters and situations. I evoke them and they come to life, they call me and just breathe into the phone suggestively. People I know see them walking down the street. One person dated one for a time. They make me cough and blink my eyes uncontrollably, they drive me to drink, they perch on me like succubi when I sleep, they show up on television in the backgrounds of bad local commercials. The only way to keep them down is not to write, but then they become little birds that call to me in human voices. Usually my voice. I'm not so sure if what I'm writing right now isn't them.