If I could answer this sort of question, I?d be a professor rather than a librarian. And in any case, I shouldn?t want to. It?s a thing you don?t want to think about. It happens, or happened, and if it?s something to be grateful for, you?re grateful. I remember saying once, I can?t understand these chaps who go round American universities explaining how they write poems: it?s like going round explaining how you sleep with your wife. Whoever I was talking to said, They?d do that, too, if their agents could fix it.
The best writing conditions I ever had were in Belfast, when I was working at the University there. Another top-floor flat, by the way. I wrote between eight and ten in the evenings, then went to the University bar till eleven, then played cards or talked with friends till one or two. The first part of the evening had the second part to look forward to, and I could enjoy the second part with a clear conscience because I?d done my two hours. I can?t seem to organize that now.