T. Morgan – Literary Outlaw (W.S. Burroughs)

No matter how depressed he was, no matter how grim London seemed, no matter how friendless and alone he felt, there was one thing that Burroughs always managed to do and that was write. To sit down at his desk and peck away at his typewriter in a drugged or trancelike state was more than a professional activity – it was a lifeline, an absolute necessity, a way of connecting with world, a way of fleeing from the world into fantasy, and a way of reconstructing the world according to Burroughs.

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T. Morgan – Literary Outlaw (W.S. Burroughs)

Joan’s idea of a good time was to go to Child’s at 110th Street and Broadway and sip kummel and have deep conversations about Plato and Kant while listening to classical music. Or she would spend the entire morning in the bathtub, with bubble-bath up to her chin, reading Proust.

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