The Outsider
Frederick Forsyth
Thoughts by Frederick Forsythe
On Being A Writer
To be honest I never intended to be a writer at all. Long periods of solitude were first a circumstance, then a preference and finally a necessity..writers are odd creatures. A writer lives half his life inside his own head. In this small space entire worlds are created and erased and probably both.
In children, day-dreaming is rebuked; in a writer it is indispensable.
The absolute need for extensive solitude and the permanent detachment from what Malraux called " the human condition" explains why a writer can never really enter in. Behind the mask a writer is always watching and observing behaviour.
Only the writer closes the door, takes the phone off the hook, draws down the blinds and withdraws into a private world alone. Man is a gregarious beast and has been since the hunter gatherers. The hermit is unusual, odd and sometimes weird.
Shadorma For Poets
he may not
amount to a lot
in your eyes
in my eyes
he is a prince,a treasure
we need more poets
The Office Poet
has a job
keeps a family
has a wife
has two kids
day dreams a lot and writes verse
anywhere he can
