Manipulate You

The Cleverness of I

A Time-out

Black and White

I Don’t Remember

7am

The Man Who’s Only Purpose Was to Inspire My Art

What if,
every encounter we ever had
was for my art?

What if,
your only purpose on earth—the only fame you would receive—
was to be my muse, inspiring me to mania?

Multi-tasking

You may think I do nothing,
but sit and think of how we were—but in fact,

I had coffee at the same time.

More Or Less

Library Ladders & Dreams

“If you want to write, if you want to create, you must be the most sublime fool that God ever turned out and sent rambling. You must write every single day of your life. You must read dreadful dumb books and glorious books, and let them wrestle in beautiful fights inside your head, vulgar one moment, brilliant the next. You must lurk in libraries and climb the stacks like ladders to sniff books like perfumes and wear books like hats upon your crazy heads. I wish you a wrestling match with your Creative Muse that will last a lifetime. I wish craziness and foolishness and madness upon you. May you live with hysteria, and out of it make fine stories — science fiction or otherwise. Which finally means, may you be in love every day for the next 20,000 days. And out of that love, remake a world.” 
― Ray Bradbury