You can read until you’re blue in the face, but I’d recommend writing until you’re red in the face. And ass.

“Yes, he was Chinese, but Chew wasn't only his last name, it was also his first.…”

“Days turn into weeks, which turn into months, which turn into years, which turn…”

“I lit my loneliness on fire like it was a cigarette. But I didn’t smoke it, bec…”

“If you were to ask me what kind of musical sound I aspire to produce, that nois…”