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Tuesday, January 03, 2006

Language, The New Alcohol

"I felt horrible, I drank, I passed out, I woke up, I felt horrible, I drank ... it was a helix I couldn't get out of. But I don't have morbid thoughts any more, despite being a pessimist at heart. Writing is excavation for me, it makes me feel better. Although it's not therapy, I believe language liberates me from my demons."

- Rick Moody on his new life


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