I write at my desk with a pen in hand, and sun, and nothing. Who would have guessed? All those years at a keyboard, and I arrive at this. A center more spontaneous, but plainer. More limited, but deeper. The commonest of all ways to write, but yielding work more uniquely my own! Contradictions like these are how I know I've found the heart of something. Not everything with contradictions is good, but only good things have these kinds of contradictions.