Why On Earth Should I

Why On Earth Should I Care Whether People Read Me With Their Eyes Or Their Ears?

I’ve Tried Writing And The Sentences Come Out Fine, But I Write A Few Pages And I Don’t Want To Go On.

I Wanted A Drink. There Were A Hundred Reasons Why A Man Will Want A Drink, But I Wanted One Now For The Most Elementary Reason Of All. I Didn't Want To Feel What I Was Feeling, And A Voice Within Was Telling Me That I Needed A Drink, That I Couldn't Bear It Without It. But That Voice Is A Liar. You Can Always Bear The Pain. It'll Hurt, It'll Burn Like Acid In An Open Wound, But You Can Stand It. And, As Long As You Can Make Yourself Go On Choosing The Pain Over The Relief, You Can Keep Going.

If You Want To Write Fiction, The Best Thing You Can Do Is Take Two Aspirins, Lie Down In A Dark Room, And Wait For The Feeling To Pass.

I Don't Plan An Awful Lot In Life Just As I Don't Plan An Awful Lot In My Fiction.