On Writing. Charles Bukowski

a bloody ass. Or maybe—better yet—I TAKE OUT A BOLT. But I don’t wanna be hamstrung with these purposeful essays. If this bitch wants to come down and ride the springs with me, o.k. Otherwise, my thoughts are not “inspired.”

      Somebody says they saw Mailer on T.V. Says very neurotic and can’t finish a sentence. Mailer may not be much but what has this got to do with writing. If a person is very N. and cannot finish a sentence chances are he will be a better writer than the reversal. What’s wrong? Everybody sees backwards. [ . . . ]