Somebody at one of these places asked
me: "What do you do? How do you
write, create?" You don't, I told them.
You don't try. That's very important:
not to try, either for Cadillacs,
creation or immortality. You wait, and
if nothing happens, you wait some
more. It's like a bug high on the wall.
You wait for it to come to you. When it
gets close enough you reach out, slap
out and kill it. Or if you like it's looks,
you make a pet out of it.
-Bukowski