Writing is like the relationship with your bowels. First you can, then you can't. Finally, you must. Only then should you reach for the paper.
Write what you know. That should leave you with a lot of free time.
The only way out is the way through, just as you cannot escape death except by dying. Being unable to write, you must examine in writing this being unable, which becomes for the present -henceforth?- the subject to which you are condemned.
I think there's one thing which distinguishes our art - we don't consider. We don't think. We write a little verse because it comes to us.
When I was starting to write, the great influence was T.S. Eliot and after that William Butler Yeats.
When you write it doesn't occur to you that somebody could think different from what you do.
I would talk in iambic pentameter if it were easier.
