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I Don't Speak With Proper Grammar. I Don't Speak With Dialogue Attribution. I Don't Speak With Quotation. I Don't Care About Any Of That Stuff. It's About Rhythm, And It's About What's In Their [the Character's] Head, And What Feels More Natural. And It's About Speed. I Want Things To Move.

The Calm. If There Is God Or Something Higher For Me It Is This. The Calm. If There Is Something That Will Hold Me When I Need To Hold It Is This The Calm. There Is No Anger, No Rage, No Fury. There Is No Want, No Need, No Desire. There Is No Hatred No Shame No Regret. There Is No Grief, No Sadness, No Depression. There Is No Fear. Absolutely No Fear. When One Lives Without Fear, One Cannot Be Broken. When One Lives With Fear One Is Broken Before One Begins To Live.

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.

Every Year, At 8:00 Pm On The Second Saturday Of July, Hundreds Of People Gather Along A Section Of Los Angeles Rail Track To Drop Their Pants And Moon Passing Passenger Trains.

I Have A Great Amount Of Confidence And Faith In My Abilities To Write. There Are Other Areas Of My Life Where I'm Not As Confident, And Have Not As Much Faith, But When It Comes Down To Writing And Working, I Don't Worry About It. I Trust Myself To Get It Right.