I have just been reading a bit of this while listening to Bowie giving an interview to Alan Yentob in 1978: and I've realised that I have to create something. Work will fit around it. It has to be made. It must. I must start tonight, and not stop until something is written. Force it. Make it into a thing out of nothing. It's this or a penniless, angry ex-marketing writer with nothing in the locker. I can't have that.
Watched a lot of Tony Robbins stuff in the last couple of days too - proof if anything that there is nothing wrong with me, a lot of people with bigger/more problems do more with their time, and it is in me to do this. Write something, I mean. Just create. Just create. Create.
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