“The whole process allowed me to continue when life itself offered very little, when life itself was a horror show. There was always the typer to soothe me, to talk to me, to entertain me, to save my ass. Basically, that’s why I wrote: to save my ass, to save my ass from the madhouse, from the streets, from myself … I had the bottle and the typer. I liked a bird in each hand, to hell with the bush.”
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John
There’s a part in Hollywood where he says that most of his old friends are dead. The Roger Ebert character asks how he’s managed to stay alive and he says, “The typer.” Obviously he thought about this a lot and really meant it.