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288 pages, Paperback
First published December 1, 1969
...being alone all the time, day in and day out, has had a disintegrative effect on my thinking, and I find it difficult to organise ideas and to sustain interest in them. My present world is stale and largely depopulated. I suck from it what materials I can to feed my mind, but I am always starved of stimulation. The mind is not a free floating entity that can activate itself and function in dependently of it's physical habitat. My mind lives in my body, and my body is caged in here in a tiny world which is like a zoo. My thoughts prey on themselves....What I need is stimulation, so that my senses have immediate contact with the world of movement and emotion. In order to write I must live. It is not enough to merely stay alive. Every now and then a new thought germinates in my conciousness, but it swells up quickly and then drifts away for ever, like a balloon lost in the sky.