When You See The Way Things Deteriorate

The California I Knew, Old Rancho California, Is Gone. It Just Doesn't Exist, Except Maybe In Little Pockets. I Lived On The Edge Of The Mojave Desert, An Area That Used To Be Farm Country. There Were All These Fresh-produce Stands With Avocados And Date Palms. You Could Get A Dozen Artichokes For A Buck Or Something. Totally Wiped Out Now.

I Don't Want To Be A Playwright, I Want To Be A Rock And Roll Star.

I Got To New York When I Was Eighteen. I Was Knocking Around, Trying To Be An Actor, Writer, Musician, Whatever Happened.

To Sing A Song Is Quite Different Than To Write A Poem. I'm Not And Never Will Be A Novelist, But To Write A Novel Is Not The Same Thing As Writing A Play. There Is A Difference In Form, But Essentially What You're After Is The Same Thing.

She Refers To Her Past As The Time Before She Was "blown Away.