It's Finished. Everything Went Past,

I Don’t Want To Fade Away, I Want To Flame Away - I Want My Death To Be An Attraction, A Spectacle, A Mystery. A Work Of Art.

I Am At My Worst Trying To Write About Things That Overlap With My Life.

I Haven't Had Writer's Block. I Think It's Because My Process Involves Writing Very Badly.

Time’s A Goon, Right? You Gonna Let That Goon Push You Around?” Scotty Shook His Head. “the Goon Won.

Too Clear, Too Clean. The Problem Was Precision, Perfection.