As A Lower-class Kid, I Was Raised

You Have To Jump Into Disaster With Both Feet.

Of All The Priceless Objects Left Behind, This Is What We Rescue. These Artifacts. Memory Cues. Useless Souvenirs. Nothing You Could Auction. The Scars Left From Happiness.

If I Turn Up Suicided In The Morning, It Was Murder.

I Thought Why Not Write A Kind Of Mystery, Murder, Thriller Book, But Use Romance Language Where The Language Plays Completely Against The Very Dark Subject Matter, That Very Strange Murderous Plot, But Use That Harlequin Romance Language.

What People Forget Is A Journey To Nowhere Starts With A Single Step, Too.