I’m supposed to have another draft novel by March. Sheeeeiiiiitttt.
Back to work.
“The only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn, like fabulous roman cables exploding like spiders across the stars.”
– Jack Kerouac
“One must still have chaos in oneself to be able to give birth to a dancing star.”
“Life isn’t about finding yourself. It’s about creating yourself.”