AD: Is that what you’re talking about when you say in the introduction that Narcisa “stormed into your life.” Could you elaborate any further?
JS: Well, cuz it’s really strange how that all just came about. A strange, synchronistic confluence of events… In retrospect it seems like some sort of Destiny shit…
When I first left Rio and went up to Los Angeles right in the middle of the early stages of writing this, I still had no idea what I was going to do up there, all I knew was that I hadda get away from Rio for a while for personal reasons. I was in another crazy relationship there with another crazy girl with serious problems that didn’t seem to be going anywhere good, so I split and went up to LA, to try and get some distance and perspective and see about promoting the other book in progress, Scabvendor, trying to get a book deal with what I had already written so far and so on.
Well, as soon as I was up in LA, one thing led to another and then suddenly all these weird things just started happening, ya know. At first I just spent most of my time there still working on the original book, the memoir, Scabvendor… but then in the later chapters, I’d ended up incorporating those old notes from journal entries I’d written decades before when I was sort of living a similar experience with an old junkie girlfriend who had a lot of Narcisa in her. Do you sense a pattern here? (Laughs)... Crazy chicks seem to have always been drawn to me like magnetic shavings. Or maybe it’s the other way around. Whatever… Freud would have a field day with my shit. It’s pretty significant to all the issues that eventually come out in the book too, especially since my mother, the first woman I ever knew and loved, was a hopeless alcoholic and a drug addict. I guess this is also gonna elaborate on my last answer to your last question, about where the transition segued from the Scabvender book I still thought I was writing into Narcisa…
I love Destiny shit!