My book is difficult to write when I no longer feel emotion. I think that was the one trait of my mind that saved me - my art was simply a funnel of my emotion. It's real. It's able to be felt. It is my soul on paper, a computer screen, scribbled on a wall, wherever. Every piece of work is me raw.
I am encased in my shell of ignorance, never coming out.
That's why. I have no further emotions to fuel such an eelgant book with.