"Having your catamite buff your toenails?" Has he been sneaking around my Lunar Society library office?
What made you want to write when you were starting out?
There can be no more thrilling idea of intimacy that connecting with someone through the agency of the written word. Here we meet, on the page, naked and unadorned: shorn of class, race, gender, sexual identity, age and nationality. The reader I seek is a tautology, for he/she is simply exactly the person who wants to read what I have written, and in this sense writing is a paradigm for the greatest of intimacy. Oh yes, there's the fame shit too, and swaggering around in a silk suit and having your catamite buff your toenails - I went for all that too.
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