This is where the stuff goes. All the rambling and mumbling and the focusing on the wrong things and the wondering and the wandering and the not quite and the trying to get there and the doing the best I can. This is where it all goes. It's going to be a mess. Welcome to BasseyWorld.
"Why am I compelled to write? Because the writing saves me from this complacency I fear. Because I have no choice. Because I must keep the spirit of my revolt and myself alive. Because the world I create in the writing compensates for what the real world does not give me. By writing I put order in the world, give it a handle so I can grasp it."