Everything I Know, I Learned From Dogs.

[as A Writer] You Have To Have The Three D's: Drive, Discipline And Desire. If You're Missing Any One Of Those Three, You Can Have All The Talent In The World, But It's Going To Be Really Hard To Get Anything Done.

Alone In Her Shelter, She Allowed Herself Tears. When Her Shelter Cooled To The Touch She Called To Gull, “coming Out!” She Eased Her Head Out Into The Smoky Air, Looked Over At Gull. She Imaged They Both Looked Like A Couple Of Sweaty, Parboiled Turtles Climbing Out Of Their Shells. “hello, Gorgeous.” She Laughed. It Hurt Her Throat, But She Laughed. “hey, Handsome.

I'm A Barrel Of Monkeys, Kid, Though Mostly I Figure Monkeys Stuck In A Barrel Are Just Going To Be Pissed Off.

Moments Came And Went, She Thought. It Was Love That Bound Them Together Into A Life.

Why?” He Tilted His Head. “that’s A Tricky One. Could It Be Your Serenity, Your Quiet Manner, Your Flawless Fashion Sense?” It Did His Heart Good To See Her Quick, Amused Grin. “no, I Must Be Thinking Of Someone Else. It Must Be Your Courage, Your Absolute Dedication To Balancing Scales, That Restless Mind, And That Sweet Corner Of Your Heart That Pushes You To Care So Much About So Many.” “that’s Not Me.” “oh, But It Is You, Darling Eve.