Words Are Tools Of Imagery In Motion.

Ive Been So Spoiled In The Theater, Writing Plays Where I Can Just Do Exactly What I Want And Nobody Messes With Me.

She Refers To Her Past As The Time Before She Was "blown Away.

You Can't Make A Living As A Playwright. You Can Barely Scrape By.

I Don't Want To Be A Playwright, I Want To Be A Rock And Roll Star.

I Believe In My Mask-- The Man I Made Up Is Me I Believe In My Dance-- And My Destiny