I usually wake up at 6 in the morning with my family in Buda. If everything goes well, I am in Pest by 8, and write in my study until 11. Then I swim, ideally, for an hour.
Nowadays it is the Beethoven - Quartet in A minor, op 132 3. Molto Adagio.
At 20, one does not understand Puccini and finds La bohème as fluffy as a meringue. At 40 you admire him. It seems that you need to mature to like these things.
And my profound attraction to Depeche Mode dates back to my high-school years.
Louis Aragon: Aurélien. Raymond Carver’s shorts stories.
Lisbon and New York any time; Oslo covered with snow, Tel Aviv in springtime.
I watch the news on TV and read two or three dailies.
I read magazines on literature, film and theatre. I like print publications.
Yes, I ask for the opinnions of some of them. But in fact, the most useful observations and advice have always come from 'civilians'.
Protokoll has been on at the Radnóti Theater since January. A volume of my essays is coming out in April (Teremtés vagy sem/ Creation or not), and Libri will publish a collection of my short stories for the Book Week.
With Milan Füst in the Spolarich café on József körút. Or with King Lajos II. before the Battle of Mohács. But with him I'd rather have a shot of something strong, rather than coffee.
Dante. Caravaggio. Gaudí. R. Wagner. Kosztolányi. Proust. E. M. Cioran. Th. Bernhard.
Be an artist only if you see no viable alternative.
I finish the works I start in 95% of the cases. I often got stuck with my novels in my adolescent years. I trash the pieces that I do not finish or they find their places in another genre, such as a short story.