It's obsequious little nicety-nice girls like me who allow assholes to run the world: Miss Harlot O'Harlots, billionaire phony tree huggers, hypocrite drug-snorting, weed-puffing peace activists who fund the mass-murdering drug cartels and perpetuate crushing poverty in dirt-poor banana republics. It's my petty fear of personal rejection that allows so many true evils to exist. My cowardice enables atrocities.

Because I can't hit bottom, I can't be saved.

When a regular person gets sick, they take an aspirin. When a writer gets sick, they take notes.

Don't rush or force the ending. All you have to know is the next scene, or the next few scenes.

Make me into anything, but just love me.

How everything you ever love will reject you or die. Everything you ever create will be thrown away. Everything you're proud of will end up as trash.

Somehow it seems wrong to photograph a blind person. It’s like stealing something valuable they don’t even know they own.