Leia’s Reviews > Henry and June > Status Update

He said I could only write like that, with imaginative intensity, because I had not lived out what I was writing about, that the living-out kills the imagination and the intensity, as happens to him.

Besides, being intelligent, he understands that my type can’t be ‘made’ without the illusion. He cannot bother with illusions. O.K. He is a little angry, but… he’ll make a story out of it. He is amused because I tell him I know he doesn’t love me. He thought I might be childish enough to believe that he did. ‘Bright kid,’ he says. And he tells me all his troubles.