I was born at the end of the Truman
Administration in
I grew up at a time when no one locked the door
at anight and people left their car keys in the ignition
--an era of security that felt completely menacing
because of the Russian nuclear threat.
By the time I went to college,
America
violent place.
I lived the '60s like much of my generation,
taking lots of LSD, fucking anything that moved,
and studying Marx.
In the 70s I dissipated in
started a theater company in
I became a writer for the same reason Joan of Arc
took up arms against the English: I hear voices.
I was brought up Catholic on my mother's side
and atheist on my father's side.
I'm a little bit of both.
I travel whenever I can to the most obscure
and exotic places still on view in a world
that's becoming, by and large,
a replica of the Beverly Center Mall.
Atopeime cun libro seu por casualidade
e causoume un forte impacto a súa forma de escribir
(igual ten algo que ver o feito de que o leín en inglés.........)
si algún día vos atopades cun libro seu, non o deixedes escapar!
