Every Time I Make A Plan, God

I'm Still Spending My Working Life Trying To Mine People's Souls And Now They're Complimenting Me In Reviews On The Amount Of Time I Spend In The Gym. On The Definition Of My Triceps.

I'm At The Beginning Of It. I'm Elektra's Last Job Before The Story Kicks Off.

I Could Release Myself Into Acting In A Way That I Was Not Released Socially.

I Imagine Like Most Of Us That I'd Like Obscene Amounts Of Money But The People I Met And Worked With Who Have Those Obscene Amounts Of Money And Have Obscene Amounts Of Fame Have Awful Lives. Really. I Mean Hideously Compromised Lives. And I Can Go Anywhere. No One Knows Who I Am.

I Went Off And Read The Books After The Audition And I Read All Four Books In One Sitting - You Know - Didn't Wash, Didn't Eat, Drove Around With Them On The Steering Wheel Like A Lunatic. I Suddenly Understood Why My Friends, Who I'd Thought Where Slightly Backward, Had Been So Addicted To These Children's Books. They're Like Crack.