He held out his right hand in the moonlight. From the cut on his wrist the blood was still oozing. Every few seconds a drop fell, dark, almost colourless in the dead light. Drop, drop, drop. Tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrow. . . He had discovered the Time and Death and God.

Fierce praying was a way of finding entrance and prologue into my own writing.

There are two kinds of directors: There&#39;s the kind where two plus two equals four, and you have to help them figure it out. And then there&#39;s the kind that throws you in a room, locks the door, sets the house on fire and films it.

This was totally influenced by me and the direction that I am writing about and the stuff that I am writing about. There is just no way that you can be as intense as what I have been through in my life over a drum beat machine, sample, or loop; it&#39;s just not going to happen.

Vanilla Ice

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