I Did Keep A Travel Diary Once

I Wrote A Whole Novel Before The Beach. Unpublishable. Junk. But, For Some Reason I Stuck At Novels And Wrote A Second. Still Not Sure Why I Didn't Give Up. Stubborn, Maybe.

I Used To Think About Video Games, "this Is Clearly An Amazing, New Narrative Medium, And It's Going To Be Mind-blowing When People Get To Grips With What's Possible Within This Medium." It Took Us A Century To Get Really Good At Film. Video Games Are At A Much Earlier Stage.

The First I Heard Of The Beach Was In Bangkok, On The Ko Sanh Road.

Waking Was The Most Reliable Part Of A Dream, As Built Into Dreams As Death Is To Life. You Dream, You Wake: You Live, You Die.

I Do All This Alone, Everything I Achieve, I Achieve Alone, Because It's My Head I'm Locked Into, And I Share This Space With Nobody But Myself.