notes from the ever-emerging field
I hope you will go out and let stories happen to you, and that you will work them, water them with your blood and tears and you laugh till they bloom, till you yourself burst into bloom.
Yes: I am a dreamer. For a dreamer is one who can only find his way by moonlight, and his punishment is that he sees the dawn before the rest of the world.
In my writing I am acting as a map maker, an explorer of psychic areas, a cosmonaut of inner space, and I see no point in exploring areas that have already been thoroughly surveyed.