One entry down from this one has the details!
WOODY ALLEN: Whenever I go to a party, I always drift off into one corner — you know, like Montgomery Clift — and I try and look pensive and I thumb the backs of leatherbound volumes that I've never read, in the hopes that some really fantastic woman — flowing black hair and diaphanous gown and black eye-patch — would come up and ask me what I'm brooding about. But so far no one ever has.PAUL KRASSNER: What would you say if one did?
WOODY ALLEN: I would probably stammer and stutter and drop things.
That's from an old interview in The Realist (1965)… Reading it I really felt like it was echoing my own story, although I think I can say that I have met some really fantastic women by just being me and hiding in the corner. You wouldn't think it would work but sometimes it does — that said, I certainly have done my share of stammering, stuttering, and dropping of things. I'm a relatively confident person in general terms and feel like I've been quite successful in most endeavors, and usually have no problem meeting new people, but while I love the thought of meeting another fantastic woman (one day), I won't deny that it terrifies me as well.
I feel like I'm in a funny position, because not only am I a pretty weird person which limits the amount of people who are interested in being around me (and that's OK), but because of my work with BME and the visibility that my life has, it makes it hard to meet people in any normal or private way. Not that I'm looking to go out and meet anyone right now, but maybe if I get started on the stress now it will be gone when the time comes — or it will have snowballed, I don't know… It's not like I even know where to begin!
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