"The Escape Artist"

The most productive period for writing I had I lived in an SRO. My total real estate was a 10x12 tenement room in a grandfather-claused old hotel at 416 1/2 on 7th Avenue South in Seattle Chinatown. I cooked, studied, wrote, and slept in that single-occupancy room. But I did not live alone, for I had my assortment of roaches and mice which came later after I started cooking and that stale odor stays in the room as I lay comatosed in my cot during the mid afternoon because of the psychiatric meds made me so spent.