My guitar had no name. I had never felt inspired to bequeath it a title and neither had the manufacturer it seemed. It held no label, no moniker or ever saw itself fit to bear title and in that it was my perfect musical companion.
I endeavoured to write the greatest, most thrilling phone sex stories of all time. I decided that not only would i tickle the undercarriage of callers, but also their minds, their lives, and yes, maybe even their hearts.
Emotion, the feeling of it, the full embracing of its qualities is bravery. It is to put one's hand into the fire and learn from the experience. It is not coldness, it is raw determination.