I don’t know what the hell I’m doing when I’m writing. I’m just going. I work myself up into this state. For weeks I’m empty. I got nothing. I’m dry. I walk around. I’m the worst person in the world. I got stubble, I smoke, I drink, I get bombed, I curse at everything. I throw things, I think it’s all over. Then I click. I don’t analyze it, I don’t intellectualize it, I just do it.
— Billy Joel… yet another amazing quote from this Rolling Stone book I’ve been working through.
