"At that time, I was hanging out in San Francisco's North Beach with the writer Richard Brautigan. I has witnesses his transition from writing about his adventures as a truot fisherman to his realizing how much more exciting fiction can be if our chosen theme emerges directly from the moment, and not from the past. For example: I had been waiting on the street for Brautigan while he was making some purchases in a hardware store when he dashed out, asked to borrow my notebook and pen, crossed over to the park and wrote a chapter about a man who finds a used trout stream tangled up with all sorts of polluted refuse in the back of a hardware store."
Lost Horse Press, 1999.