No, I’m a recovering teenager. I notice my poems are better without intravenous speedballs. I keep my eyes open for appropriate lengths of time, at lit hours, and don’t concern myself with low-murmurs one cannot locate (they’re never, never outside the window).
saw stephen elliot read once. someone asked, did you write while you were on heroin? he said, sure, i just write all the time.
so maybe writing is the thing you do but maybe there are other things that slip in and out of yr life and hopefully don’t drag you under but writing is there, a backbone or a buoy, a journal or an escape plan.
so if i smoke a bone every once in a while–i don’t do the majority of writing wired this way–it may need editing afterward but, who cares, it’s pretty darn fun.
there’s a synthetic powder they sell at the head shop in the mall across town from me. It’s called Writer’s DEELITE. It problly makes you string prose like fuckin Fitzgerald or someone. Email me and i’ll hook you up.
You — like many young people — confuse being a writer of substance with a writer that uses substances. I suppose, though, if one is unable to aim for the former, then one may have to resort to the latter.
flintstones vitamins lend my writing a certain edge. I think Hubert Selby took these while writing Last Exit to Brooklyn; Georges Bataille while writing Story of the Eye. I take the bigass multivitamin right before I watch “strange movies”, makes the experience that much better. Makes every movie a walk down Mulholland Dr.