It's Lovely. I Hate It.

If You Run Away From Trouble, It Always Follows.

Ecstasy And Vulnerability Belonged In The Same Dish. The Fear The Cup Would Be Snatched Away Was What Gave The Wine Its Savor.

Dawn Rose From The Desert And Turned The River To Wine.

Maidens Who Stay Maidens Turn Into Saints. Old Women Become Sorceresses. Tough Jobs, Both Of These.

I Like Films, Or Some Films, And Would Be Intrigued To See My Work On Screen.