Breakfast Was Only Worth Having When Somebody

But Sometimes, In Tight Corners, When Your Back Is Against The Wall And The World Is Against You, You Have To Fight Back In Unexpected Ways.

I Decided To Write Short Stories Because They Got Rejected Quicker.

I Wonder Why We Always Deny Love. I Remember In Middle School, If You Were Accused Of The Crime Of Loving, You Screamed Denials Constantly And Stopped Ever Even Looking At The Boy You Were Accused Of Liking. The Boys Could Destroy Each Other By Yodeling, "an-drew Lo-oves Jen-nie," And Both Andrew And Jennie Would Flinch And Blush. Love Is This Great Thing That Most Songs And Books And Poems And Lives Are All About. So The Minute We Actually Think There Might Be Love Around, We Start Laughing And Pretending And Hiding From It.

Actually My First Eight Books Were Historical Novels, But They Were Never Published

What More Can Life Hold, Than To Know That Because Of Your Story, Somebody Out There Has Decided To Read Again!