The only people for me are the mad ones, 
The ones who are mad to live,
Mad to talk, mad to be saved, 
Desirious of everything at the same time,
The ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing,
But burn, burn, 
Burn like fabulous yellow roman candles 
Exploding like spiders across the stars


I saw the best minds of my generation 
Destroyed with madness. I am the hero surviving 
Her own murder, her own suicide, her own
addiction, survuving her own disappearance 
from the scene. 

No. 
Don't just read my books because of my bio. 
Dont just read my books because I seem like a nice person
Because I'm outrageously comedic, because i seem like I may 
Have golden flax tales to spin for you
NO. 
Dont just read my books because of it's nice cover 
Dont just read my books because of the fancy words 
On the description 
Read because it called out to you 
Read because you are a worm
Read and I dont matter 
I am only a writer and more pften it's the characters and the stories 
And a writer is only a the father or the mother of such creation. 
No your votes are only stars. 
You read every word and let t stick with you. 
Me, I dont matter. So no, dont bother old chap. 
Read and dwell into my world of words