Here it goes again…

-Condensation; the collective water, spit, sweat, bacteria and life of everyone in that room.

-A huge red blob of a woman. A sweating, hulking stinking cherry space-hopper that would find perfect employment if they were looking for a nose for a 50ft Rudolf.

-There’s an unfamiliar scent in my room and I place it on my new shampoo until I notice the bulge in my bed. I throw back the covers and find a beautiful blonde lying there as naked as God made her. I’m too tired to move her so I sleep on the couch and when I wake up she’s gone. These things always happen to me.

-Girl: Don’t hit me!
Hero: You’re lucky I’m not a feminist.

-The tattoo that spread from the inside of his elbow to his wrist depicted a blue skinned woman writhing in pain with sagging flesh hanging off the bone. Her mouth was screaming and her eyes were open wide and glowing violent red as they watched, painfully, the fiery dragon erupt from her spread-eagled legs. Her mouth was curled into a twisted utterance as the dragon smiled and winked at me, a thin tongue licking the flames sprouting from its nose.

-I currently have four novels on the go, one graphic novel, one film and one adapted screenplay. Why can’t I ever seem to finish anything?

-Is it possible to write in black and white?

-An idea for motivation; record people cheering and clapping, then repeat it over and over when writing.