"'From the minute he saw daylight: he had no choice but to write.' All that seriously bothered him was the arrangement of patterns of words, 'and which particular word, out of his glorious riches of words, was the most apt. That, and a continuous headache of debts.'* Between money and muse, poverty and craft, Dylan's marriage skimped and bloomed. Some money did somehow trickle in, from a poem here, a story there, from an occasional review, and even from the U.S., where James Laughlin of New Directions was persuaded to buy up the rights on Dylan's next five books for a reasonable sum in dollars, to be paid weekly in a form of allowance."
*Caitlin Thomas
Dylan on money: "In London, because money lives and breeds there; in penury, because it doesn't; and in doubt as to whether I should continue as an outlaw or take my fate for a walk in the straight and bowler-treed paths."
~ DYLAN THOMAS POET OF HIS PEOPLE, Andrew Sinclair, Michael Joseph Ltd, 1975.
Today: In The Neat L'l Bookshop, 1:00 p.m. TOPIC: The Welsh poet & writer, Dylan Thomas.
