When The Going Gets Tough,

But... What About Us? What About The Past?" She Asks Blankly. "the Past Isn't Real. It's Just A Dream," I Say. "don't Mention The Past.

There Are No More Barriers To Cross. All I Have In Common With The Uncontrollable And The Insane, The Vicious And The Evil, All The Mayhem I Have Caused And My Utter Indifference Toward It I Have Now Surpassed. My Pain Is Constant And Sharp And I Do Not Hope For A Better World For Anyone, In Fact I Want My Pain To Be Inflicted On Others. I Want No One To Escape, But Even After Admitting This There Is No Catharsis, My Punishment Continues To Elude Me And I Gain No Deeper Knowledge Of Myself; No New Knowledge Can Be Extracted From My Telling. This Confession Has Meant Nothing.

All Of My Books Come From Pain.

I Totally Relate To Tom Cruise. He's Not Crazy, It's Just The Litany Of The Mid-life Crisis.

Hope E.l .james Doesn't Think I'm Being A Prankster. I Really Want To Adapt Her Novels For The Screen. Christian Grey Is A Writer's Dream.