I like films, or some films, and would be intrigued to see my work on screen.

Condemned and executioner with aren't coupled in a primitive rite.

Im a devotee of Dracula, which was a pathfinder in horror and vampire fiction.

It gets cold in the desert at night, particularly up in the mountains; the stars hammer on the rock and strike frost.

We need the expressive arts, the ancient scribes, the storytellers, the priests.

If they had said my writing wasn't good enough, fair enough, that's an opinion. But to say it's too complex is to insult the intelligence of the so-called young.

How massively the mountains stand, while low to the ground the sand blows. The sand blows on and on. And then there are no mountains, none at all, the sand has kissed and whispered them away. And still, the sand blows on.