The Monsters Are In Your Own Head

Being A Writer Is A Very Private, Internal Process. Ultimately I Am More The Writer, Being An Introvert.

I'm Accepting I'm Not Living That Younger, Dreamed Version Of Myself In The Big City.

And She Is Your Holy Mary. And I Am So Ordinary.

I Wore Nietzsche's Eyes. Now That I Step Back To See, I Haven't Been Me.

I Don't Like To Sit And Bask In My Own Awards. Awards Represent Artistic Death To Me.