"I wish I wrote the way I
thought;
Obsessively, 
Incessantly, 
With maddening hunger. 
I'd write to the point of 
suffocation. 
I'd write myself into
nervous breakdowns, 
Manuscripts spiralling out
like tentacles into abysmal 
nothing. 
And I'd write about you
a lot more
than I should."

-Benedict Smith, 
I Wish I Wrote The
Way I Thought