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| LR:
More figuratively what does sex mean to you and your work? |
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| DK:
That's a very loaded question. I'll answer to the best of my
ability. Personally, I've never really had sex for sex's sake. |
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| LR:
Do explain... |
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| DK:
I mean sex is always something else for me, either like a connection
or a loss of connection, be it emotional or intellectual. The
physical act of sex is always metaphorical, or it's always pointing
to something else. Something other than the physical act. And
that's sort of what I'm writing about too. The sex or sexuality
in my works should never be taken on the face value. If you
know what I mean. |
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| LR:
So you mean that even though some of your works may appear to
be grossly exploitational or pornographic, in fact they are
not? |
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| DK:
Something like that. I mean I wish I could be just writing some
lame gay romance novel. Something just to give pleasure without
the necessary intellectual or emotional underpinnings. Something
just very plain visceral. Something with less analysis. |
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| LR:
But perhaps that's what make you special. Your psychosis! You
inabilility to create and in some way your resistance against
banality. |
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| DK:
But there is something safe about banality and mediocrity. It
doesn't threaten people. It gives them pleasure even. |
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| LR:
Do go on... |
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| DK:
Really, deep down, I just want to be your typical normal guy. |
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LR:
But why aren't you normal?
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DK:
I guess I feel abnormal. I've never felt normal before, so
I wouldn't know what it feels like. But at my age, I'm becoming
quite at ease with my mostrosity.
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