Her face. Her Jouissance.
Writing is -

Leaving orbit.
For idiots.
Against death. and Killers.
For this world
Against the grain.
For the freedom of love.
Against divorce

The rules say that to tell a story you need first of all a measuring stick, a calendar, you have to calculate how much time has passed between you and the facts, the emotions to be narrated.
Elena Ferrante

He'd died up himself - He who cried to me and Irwin and Simon on the last day when we were running away to America and the World and for what? - So never again old Deathly Gaines riding cabs with me to Nowhere - And never instruct me again in the arts of living and Dying -
So I go downtown and get
Big Jack K.
Ok then...notebook out and let the good times roll!
Writing is - Lemonade at the beach.