The More You Cling To

That's The Trouble With Awards For A Body Of Work. They Always Come At Both A Good Time And A Wrong Time. Good Because They Tell You What You've Been Doing Was Worth The Doing And Wrong Because They Ought To Come When You're Young And Excited And Hungry For Assurance That What You're Doing Is Worth The Doing.

If I Got Involved With The Chat Rooms And Facebook And Everything - I Would Probably Never Leave. That's Why I Don't Do It. I Literally Don't Do It. At All.

Tonight, Tonight, Won't Be Just Any Night. Tonight There Will Be No Morning Star.

I Love Computers. I Love Writing On Them. I Love Gadgetry. The Thing Is: I Am A Slow Reader. So, If I Am Going To Get My Work Done, I Read, Like, A Newspaper And That's It. If I Got Into Websites And The Internet, I Wouldn't Get Any Work Done.

You Move Just A Finger, Say The Slightest Word, Something's Bound To Linger-be Heard.