Could You Hold The Chainsaw

I Want You To Invent It. I Want You To Have That Skill. To Create Your Own Reality. Your Own Set Of Laws. I Want To Try And Teach You That.

The Worst Part Of Writing Fiction Is The Fear Of Wasting Your Life Behind A Keyboard. The Idea That, Dying, You'll Realize You Only Lived On Paper. Your Only Adventures Were Make-believe, And While The World Fought And Kissed, You Sat In Some Dark Room Masturbating And Making Money.

You Can’t Fool People Into Loving You.

I Could Imagine Myself Becoming One Of Marla's Stories.

It's Not Enough To Be Numbered With The Grains Of Sand On The Beach And The Stars In The Sky.