Before I left the 'Star' last year to write books full-time, I welcomed catastrophe. It was material. Missed planes, broken pipes, dead lawns, digestive disorders, you name it, if it was something that had gone horribly wrong, it was worth banging out 600 words about.
“Anyone who attempts to relate his life loses himself in the immediate. One can only speak of another.”
“I never played music, but it's an important thing ... the studying, the inspiration.”