"William Faulkner would have needed to at least three narratives to rationalize and give substance to his own statement. Thomas Mann wrote in The Confessions of Felix Krull, "All artists are prisoners either by themselves or society." Given Faulkner's and Mann's dismal perceptions of what compels an artist to create, I guess it is better to keep producing work and ignore the demons that haunt us."
"Faulkner, an educated iconoclast, was probably well aware of demon's Greek root, daimon, which signifies a divine and effective spirit. Ineffable inclinations run parallel to the spiritual, and often steer one's work: forms repeat, patterns reappear, or subjects take on inordinate significance. When working, I'm extremely grateful for the obsessions that captivate and possess my attention; that leave the sink full of dishes, friends, ignored, and laundry piled high. When not in attendance, they are severely missed. Though imbalance is present in this obsession, all is somehow right in the world, nothing more is wanted. In this, there is dedication - perhaps one of the hallmarks of an artist, like love, this unquestioned drive is enduring passion or care, a little inexplicable, embarrassing, enviable, honest and rather excellent."