I'm A Serial Deconstructor Of

My Inner Chemistry Had Been Hijacked By A Mad Scientist, Who Poured The Fizzy, Volatile Contents Of My Heart From A Test Tube Marked Sober Reality Into Another Labeled Sunny Delusion, And Back Again, Faster And Faster, Until The Floor Of My Life Was Slick With Spillage.

You Can't Be Deep Without A Surface

I Try Not To Become Too Regular An Addict Of Any One Subculture.

I Tend To Think Of Myself As A Highly Emotional Writer. It's All Coming Out Of The Deepest Feelings, Out Of Dreams, Out Of The Unconscious.

Every Artist Has Limits. No One Can Do Everything. It's Impossible.