My dear,
Don’t use the phone. People are never ready to answer it. Use poetry.
Take pen and paper, and scribble words so utterly moving that whosoever reads them believes that the world is shaking and that, somewhere, mountains are crumbling. Write your ideas down. If they so take a hundred pages or more let them. Then condense them down to a few simple words. Let each of those words be like a shotgun; Let each hit the reader as if their life was at stake. Their soul!
But… don’t use the phone.
Falsely yours,
Jean-Louis “Jack” Lebris de Kerouac
