The Trouble With Being A God Is

The Only Really Sane Person In There Is Igor, And Possibly The Turnip. And I'm Not Sure About The Turnip.

No More Words. We Know Them All, All The Words That Should Not Be Said. But You Have Made My World More Perfect.

I Have To Write Because If I Don't Get Something Down Then After A While I Feel It's Going To Bang The Side Of My Head Off.

No One's Policing Their Own Minds More Than An Author. You Spend A Lot Of Time In Your Own Head Analysing What You Think About Things, And A Philosophy Comes.

The Words Are Easy - Most Of Them Have Already Been Invented.