Being too satisfied seems to be a creative restraint.

Monday, 7 March 1994 Dear S, Hi, it’s a Monday and I have the feeling it’s going to be a long one.  I’m flying solo today, as Simon has apparently taken ill over the weekend and won’t be joining me for today’s festivities.  Exactly what those festivities entail, I’m not too sure.  In this zany, nutty, el whacko funhouse, who can tell? Yes, today, I … Continue reading Being too satisfied seems to be a creative restraint.

What is stronger, my need for approval or my fear of ridicule?

THIS IS ANOTHER ONE OF THE LETTERS/WRITINGS MY BROTHER WROTE FOR ME, BUT I NEVER RECEIVED.  IT WAS AMONGST HIS DIARIES AND OTHER DOCUMENTS I FOUND AFTER HIS DEATH, HE HAD WRITTEN “NOT SENT” ON IT. IT IS DATED 16 FEB 1994 . I’ve been thinking about the nature of these letters I’ve been writing to you these last few months, and it’s kind of strange.  When I … Continue reading What is stronger, my need for approval or my fear of ridicule?