In the writing room!

Here’s a wee bit from the opening of my interview:

How did you become a writer? A deceptively complicated question. Does one ‘become’ a writer, or is one born a writer? I’ve written ever since I was a kid, a great deal of bad poetry in my twenties, which was wisely refused by all the best lit mags. I stopped writing when my career as an alcoholic reached its pinnacle in my mid-late thirties, however, and it wasn’t until I got sober on March 21, 1995 that I began writing anything even remotely publishable. It was then I realized I couldn’t simply sit down as free-write and expect it to be any good. I had to study. I had to learn the craft and practice, just as a great pianist must practise, or a brain surgeon, or a carpenter. It took time. It took effort. None of that mattered. I simply couldn’t imagine doing anything else for an extended period of time.

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