Bitter Is A Bad Way To Live!

Generally I Finish A First Draft In 2-6 Months, Then I Set It Aside For A While So That When I Come Back To It I Can Read It With Fresh Eyes And Figure Out How To Improve It.

I Started Trying To Write When I Was In Second Or Third Grade.

Unlike My Mother, My Father Does Not Cry Quietly. His Wails Roll Out Like A Wave Of Pain, And I Scramble To Roll Up My Window. My Mother Cannot Hear That. I Cannot Bear To Hear It Myself. I Am Not Used To My Father's Crying. I've Had No Time To Harden My Heart Against Him.

I Like To Know What I'm Celebrating Before I Put On A Party Hat.

We'll Have A 'rest Of Our Lives' Now.