In my last scene in 'Breaking Dawn,' Bella has just died and I run outside and crumple to the ground and just lose it. I'm bawling. That was my last scene of 'Twilight' ever and I definitely had some extra motivation.
I never met anyone who didn't have a very smart child. What happens to these children, you wonder, when they reach adulthood?
I've become increasingly confidant in following intuitions ahead of thoughts as I produce more records.