The Flower Has Opened, Has Been In

Far Away, To An Infinite World I Escape. I'm Clear And Calm, I'm Unafraid. Sunless Days, In My Sheltered Milkyway. In Saturn's Rings I Feel No Pain.

I'm Raising My Daughter With Her Grandparents In The Picture, And That Feels Good.

Thank God I Have Music To Vent My Emotions. I'd Be In A Prison If I Didn't.

I'd Love To Act. I Feel That It's Another Naked, Mysterious Challenge, Like Jazz. It Kind Of Intrigues Me In The Same Way.

Being A Writer Is A Very Private, Internal Process. Ultimately I Am More The Writer, Being An Introvert.