Iedereen hield van William Burroughs…
… maar Bourroughs hield niet van Truman Capote. Toen In Cold blood verscheen schreef Burroughs een briefje naar de uitvinder van de nonfiction novel dat er niet om loog:
“You have written a dull unreadable book which could have been written by any staff writer on the New Yorker — (an undercover reactionary periodical dedicated to the interests of vested American wealth). You have placed your services at the disposal of interests who are turning America into a police state by the simple device of deliberately fostering the conditions that give rise to criminality and then demanding increased police powers and the retention of capital punishment to deal with the situation they have created. You have betrayed and sold out the talent that was granted you by this department. That talent is now officially withdrawn. Enjoy your dirty money. You will never have anything else. You will never write another sentence above the level of In Cold Blood. As a writer you are finished. Over and out. Are you tracking me? Know who I am? You know me, Truman. You have known me for a long time. This is my last visit.” (de volledige brief is op Dangerous Minds te lezen)
Truman moet zowat de enige celebrity uit de 20e eeuw zijn die niet met Williams Burroughs op de foto heeft gestaan. Dangerous Minds brachte enkele famous Burroughs kiekjes samen. Hier met Cobain.