I'm Focusing On Writing The Best Story

...and The Night Was Comfortably Warm As The Soft Filtered Light Continued To Push The Darkness Into The Shadows As They Held Each Other And Kissed And Pushed Each Others Darkness Into The Corner, Believing In Each Others Light, Each Others Dream.

Everything About It Was Wrong. Thats Why It Worked So Good.

One Of The Things That Fascinates Me Is The Music Of Speech.

I Don't Know How To Make The Critics Happy!

For Weeks Tyrone Thought He Was Going To Die Any Minute, And There Were Also Times When He Was Afraid He Wasnt Going To Die.