But We Are What We Are, And

I Look At Pastries And Cakes, Tarts And Pies. My Body Craves Sugar, Always Craves Sugar. Years Of Alcohalism And The High Level Of Sugar In Alcohal Created The Craving, Which I Feed With Candy And Soda.

In Lilly's Eyes Her Beautiful Clear Water Eyes There Is What I Have Sought And Never Found, Wanted And Never Had, Hoped For And Never Discovered. Love.

There's Something, I Think, That Gets Lost When We Write Something - Something Gets Lost In The Translation. So I Speak Everything Out, And It's More Important How It Sounds. And Applying That To More Formal Aspects Of Writing.

Coming After All The Bullshit Related To A Million Little Pieces, Nobody Was Expecting Anything From Me. No Publisher, No Agent, No One. Just Me And The Book. It Was Great.

I Skip The Introduction. If The Book Goes In The Trash, I Want It To Go Because Of My Thoughts On It, Not Because Of Some Asshole's Thoughts Who Wrote The Introduction.