I surrounded myself with people who indulged my ego. They treated me as though I was Ziggy Stardust or one of my characters, never realising that David Jones might be behind it.

And I think my spaceship knows which way to go.

This ain't rock 'n' roll. This is genocide!

Look up here, I'm in heaven.

I believe that I often bring out the best in somebody's talents.

You write down a paragraph or two describing several different subjects creating a kind of story ingredients-list, I suppose, and then cut the sentences into four or five-word sections; mix em up and reconnect them. You can get some pretty interesting idea combinations like this. You can use them as is or, if you have a craven need to not lose control, bounce off these ideas and write whole new sections.

If I never wake again, I certainly will have lived while I was alive.