Being A Teenager Is As Difficult As

The Magic Girl Licked The Wet Off Her Arms And Looked Over To Me As If To Say, See? You Don't Have To Behave Like Them, You Don't Have To Behave Like Anyone.

I Get Up Between 6:30 And 8 Am. I Used To Make A Cup Of Coffee First Thing, But Now I Have Warm Water With A Bit Of Lemon Juice In It. I've Cut Down On Things As I Was Getting Fat.

Try It. You Don't Have To Do It Ever Again If You Don't Want To. But Try It Once. Try Everything Once.

In Terms Of Sheer Writing I Might Have Done Most Of My Work By 11. If You Get Up At 6:30 Or 7 You Can Get A Huge Amount Done By 11 And Have The Rest Of The Day Off If You Want To, Though I Have To Check My Accumulating E-mails. No One Ever Sends Me Horrible E-mails. Although Some Of My Books Are Supposed To Be Hated, No One Ever Tells Me.

He'd Come Back, All Open And Helpless, And I Suppose That's What Won Her Around In The End. But It Was So Sad, Because It Was Being Himself That He Found So Difficult To Cope With.