Nobody Deserves Death, Yet Everybody Gets It.

I Cannot Live Or Write Without Music. It Stimulates The Normally Dormant Parts Of My Brain That Come In Handy When Constructing Fiction.

When I Was In High School, I Was In A Special Math Class. I Was Infatuated With Physics, Particularly Nuclear Physics, Einstein, And The Big Bang. I Read A Lot About Black Holes. And Partly Because I'm So Lazy I Thought You Could Do All This Just By Looking At The Sky And Thinking Up Universes. It Didn't Seem Like Hard Work When I Was A Kid, So I Enrolled In This Class.

Despite All That I Know Rationally, And Everything That I Can Put Into Words, I Can Say That I Have Difficulty Giving Up The Notion Of The Nobility Of Art.

Sometimes I Don't Write At All. Someone Once Asked Me, "what Do You Do When You're Not Writing?" And I Said, "i Idle."

When I Look At My Old Pictures, All I Can See Is What I Used To Be But Am No Longer. I Think: What I Can See Is What I Am Not.