You see, the problem with me is I'm so good even my friends think I'm doing something wrong. Flair and flamboyance is not illegal. It may be detestable, it may be offensive, but it's not illegal.
I think I am generally prone to exaggerating characters, taking them to a ridiculous extent. But you do also meet those people in real life who are just really awful.
I've run into people in my life who were so dramatic; people who are so extreme and so frustrating to be around that you end up thinking about them and talking about them for literally years after your experience with them is over. I've had that happen to me, and I've seen it happen to other people. I find it fascinating.
I'm an extremist. If I go to a sneaker store, I buy 20 pairs of sneakers, not one.
I am an ordinary person, but carried to extremes.
The only source of the true Ridiculous (as it appears to me) is affectation
Excesses are essentially gestures. It is easy to be extremely cruel, magnanimous, humble or self-sacrificing when we see ourselves as actors in a performance.
No one connected intimately with a writer has any appreciation of his temperament, except to think him overdoing everything.
