I Skip The Introduction. If The Book

On The Other Couch A Women Sits With A Young Boy Looking Through A Picture Book About Babar The Elephant. When I Find A Magazine And I Lean Back To Start Reading It, I Can See The Women Watching Me Out Of The Corner Of Her Eye. She Moves Closer To The Child And She Leans Over And Kisses His Forehead. I Know Why She Does It And I Don't Blame Her.

I Have Lived Alone, I Have Fought Alone, I Have Dealt With The Pain Alone. I Will Die Alone. I Think When I'm Going To Leave. I Don’t Want To Be Seen And I Don’t Want To Be Followed , I Want To Disappear Quickly And Quietly And Without Any Drama , I Want As Much Time In The Darkness As I Can Possibly Have . The Darkness Provides Cover, The Darkness Provides Places To Hide And The Darkness Provides Comfort.

Laughing And Love. They Are Both Drugs.

I'm Just Going To Write My Books And Do My Work And Release It. Let The World Decide What It Is, And If It's Any Good Or Not.

I Just Think It's A Great World To Tell Stories In, To Tell Cool Stories: Money, Sex, Fame, And Scandal. Those Are Great Subject Matters To Work With.