The problem is you can’t write well after you’re dead.
Yet, it is difficult to say what you want to say while you are alive.

You need to be someone else so you can talk frankly and expose
everything about the other people and everything that spins around them.

Supposedly, God knows everything and what difference would what you could say make to her or to anyone? Does she give a shit?

This little dirty deed, that little dirty deed, pretty soon you can’t get a loan or sign as a witness for a friend.

You are held back from expressing your true thoughts.
If you wrote them, your roommates might not see you the same way.

The time has come to put aside the notion of writing after death.
I need to write what I know so that everyone can see how little it is.

Don McCormick

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