When I Think About Sex

The Wheel That Squeaks Gets The Oil.

It Pleases Me That People Can Be Interactive

When I Am Ill Or Upset He Jumps Up On To The Bed To Curl Up Close Beside Me. But If I Am In Bed With A Hangover He Will Have Nothing To Do With Me.

I've Been Slagged Off Completely By The Art World And I Don't Know Whether Fancy Being Slagged Off By The Literary World As Well. It's Just Too Much.

The Words Went Round And Round And Round In My Mind And My Body, Until I Knew They Were No Longer My Words But Something That Had Been Carved Into My Heart. And Now My Soul Was Crying.