Writers let themselves be enticed by the language.
Why does one always ask a writer why they stopped? I am sure everyone finds in any drawer a few dear poems.
I wanted to write a novel. At 12 I knew, I am a writer. I said it to nobody.
I was convinced that the world was in the departure and paging.
It is strange, how quickly people want to obligate their poets, as it were, on the exile.
Literature is about as unnecessarily necessarily as tableware or ironed shirts.
That is a secondary teacher conception - the writer as an observer.
Only that Swiss in the heart want still a king or at least a strong Upper House of Parliament. Swiss long themselves for less democracy and more dictatorship.
