Interview with Alexander Hicks

Describe yourself Mr. Hicks.
A failure hoping to find a way to cope with personal inadequacy. Loves potatoes.
Why do you write?
Why does anyone? To relieve myself from thoughts that otherwise possess me and leave defenseless.
If you wrote your own question here, would that make you a narcissistic bastard?
Yes, but a beautiful one.
What do you think of writers?
I think most of them are troubled beyond repair, battling each their own anxieties, suffering isolation in the hope of writing something that would justify it, yet ending up with one failure after another, a traffic trivia which they thought would be their ticket to stardom, but producing in effect only an inflated ego and misery which they pour on those around them, unable to face a bottomless failure of their work, instead of turning to their friends with affection and chatter that could perhaps alleviate a bit the despair of their lives. At least I am guilty of all the above.
What do your fans mean to you?
I'm satisfied struggling to maintain those few friendships I still have, thank you very much.
What's the worst part about self-publishing?
Catering to people in order to have your work read. Amid the apparent flood of written endeavors, any author is compelled to abandon all subtlety in the publicizing approach in favor of aggressive marketing amounting to a form of prostitution, though without any sense of relief. Ugh.
What are you working on next?
Due to crisis, i.e. inherent inability to produce and not feel ashamed of what I happen to write, I am thinking of spending free time by answering smashwords author questions, amused by the fact that I am, in fact, being considered an author by an automated interview model, ah, the sweet irony. Perhaps, answering one self-posed question each day will alleviate a bit the sense of impending self-loathing, though watching Jimmy Fallon try to produce a genuine laugh does the same.
What's the hardest part of writing process?
Thinking. If one is able to think through whatever is found worthy of noting, then all the rest is a simple matter of staying true to your thoughts and transferring them to the paper as they are. It's there that all the problems ensue, because, once one sees what is on the paper, one is disgusted by pettiness in personal reasoning, setting oneself at once to embroider evident triviality with words and phrases that could seem worthy, hoping such a farce could bring about, if not yearned admiration, at least satiation of personal vanity, and indeed the latter I often achieve.
Who are your favorite authors?
Ha! You would make me answer this question in order to simulate personal traits and build character preferences, breaking my passwords and into bank accounts! Good try, I watched Mr. Robot though, and its downfall in quality.
You recently decided to answer every day one question, thoughts now?
Palms are sweaty, knees weak, arms are heavy, there's vomit on a sweater already, mom's spaghetti.
What book marketing techniques have been most effective for you?
If you expect your work not to be read, you'll always over achieve. Having English as a foreign language and not having your work proofread and edited also boost your chances towards expectations. One should listen me pronounce "anonymous" though, dare I say it sounds incredibly good.
What inspires you to get out of bed each day?
Friday.
Do you have a favorite author?
I have favorite works. We often coalesce author's personality with their work, but no work is resemblance of its author. One only needs to spend a few minutes with a person one esteemed and thought knowing through the written work and will be left with nothing but a disappointment. Writers are bred liars and the best of them make a living out of it.
Reading anything interesting?
My struggle by Karl Ove Knausgard. Whenever the focus isn't on his childhood, the material is fascinating. I think the first book is about his childhood.
How do you manage to balance your time in-between capitalistic employment and reading/writing?
After 12 hour shifts in finances, all three of my imaginary friends insist I am too exhausted for genuine social interaction and better off providing them with literary nutrition.
What are you working on at the moment?
Devising a keto diet plan to drop body fat down to 10% which I feel would suit my preparation best for any future written endeavor. It is indeed correlative how the harsher physical condition body endures the higher mental clarity and perception in thinking is possible. In addition, after losing 20kg or so, peoples' perception of an individual changes drastically, bringing anyone in question under scrutiny which inevitably challenges a character to stay true to itself or fail miserably. Happy thoughts, happy thoughts.
Preferred living conditions?
Climate up to 22 degrees Celsius, with no population in any direction for about 40 km. Two dogs, a tennis court, good internet connection, a room with a polished carpet for sliding with woolen socks by the fireplace, lady with a sense of humor who likes wearing naked back dresses. Probably could do without dresses by the fireplace.
How do you ascertain if an effort towards opening up and starting a conversation with people should be undertaken?
If a persona doesn't have a generic phone ringtone, doesn't use times new roman for a font, and avoids using quotes as a means for giving a smart answer aimed at coalescing into masses, consideration for conversation, as well as a compliment, should be granted. Having watched La grande bellezza is indeed a fine incentive also.
Published 2018-10-22.
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Books by This Author

Living Companion
Price: Free! Words: 71,260. Language: English. Published: September 24, 2015. Categories: Fiction » Literature » Literary, Fiction » Themes & motifs » Psychological
A man obsessed with his work, tormented by inability to produce it and imprisoned with devotion to the cause of his madness. Struggling with anxiety, he shares a lodging with a painter, a free-spirited woman, who could just be his ruin. Burdened with perpetual observations, one thing surfaces as inevitable - he is compelled to ceaselessly think, awaiting for the end of his life work, or his own.