If I didn't start singing in the cabarets and on my albums, I could have never even tried something like 'Capone.'
I used to think I had ambition... but now I'm not so sure. It may have been only discontent. They're easily confused.
Language leads a double life - and so does the novelist. You chat with family and friends, you attend to your correspondence, you consult menus and shopping lists, you observe road signs, and so on. Then you enter your study, where language exists in quite another form - as the stuff of patterned ar

