It's like driving a car at night. You never see further than your headlights but you can make the whole trip that way.
One of the things I had to learn as a writer was to trust the act of writing....
I wanted to end my life so bad and was in my car ready to go down that ramp...
It is not that the child lives in a world of imagination but that the child within us survives and starts into life only at rare moments of recollection which makes us believe and it is not true that as children we were imaginative?
