Dažkārt izdzirdu, lasu muļķīgus jautājumus par to, kas būtu jādara, lai sasniegtu to vai to. Piemēram, kā kļūt par labu rakstnieku vai kā uzrakstīt ko labu. Kritēriji tam, ko nozīmē labs rakstnieks jau ir definēti (vakardienas sarunā es kautrīgi bildu, ka esmu izpildījis aptuveni 50% no prasītā, sarunubiedrene apgalvoja, ka teju vai 60, ja ne visi 70%. Šorīt ceru, ka tuvojos 80%). Bet ko nu vairs.

how to be a good writer
by Charles Bukowski

you've got to fuck a great many women
beautiful women
and write a few decent love poems.

and don't worry about age
and/or freshly-arrived talents.

just drink more beer
more and more beer

and attend the racetrack at least once a

week

and win
if possible

learning to win is hard -
any slob can be a good loser.

and don't forget your Brahms
and your Bach and your
beer.

don't overexercise.

sleep until moon.

avoid paying credit cards
or paying for anything on
time.

remember that there isn't a piece of ass
in this world over $50
(in 1977).

and if you have the ability to love
love yourself first
but always be aware of the possibility of
total defeat
whether the reason for that defeat
seems right or wrong -

an early taste of death is not necessarily
a bad thing.

stay out of churches and bars and museums,
and like the spider be
patient -
time is everybody's cross,
plus
exile
defeat
treachery

all that dross.

stay with the beer.

beer is continuous blood.

a continuous lover.

get a large typewriter
and as the footsteps go up and down
outside your window

hit that thing
hit it hard

make it a heavyweight fight

make it the bull when he first charges in

and remember the old dogs
who fought so well:
Hemingway, Celine, Dostoevsky, Hamsun.

If you think they didn't go crazy
in tiny rooms
just like you're doing now

without women
without food
without hope

then you're not ready.

drink more beer.
there's time.
and if there's not
that's all right
too.