One is improvising when one writes, and you pick up in the same way a musician starts to improvise and detect the inner structure of what he's playing - that's the way it works in the writing of a novel. You pick up the beat.
The desires of the heart...are as crooked as a corkscrew.
There’s only one subject for fiction or poetry or even a joke: how it is. In all the arts, the payoff is always the same: recognition. If it works, you say that’s real, that’s truth, that’s life, that’s the way things are. ‘There it is.’