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What Was Beauty Unless You Intended To Use It, Like A Hammer, Or A Key? It Was Just Something For Other People To Use And Admire, Or Envy, Despise. To Nail Their Dreams Onto Like A Picture Hanger On A Blank Wall. And So Many Girls Saying, Use Me, Dream Me.

There Used To Be A Category Called Women's Fiction - Meaning Not Too Rude, Not Too Much Sex, A Bit Domestic And Internal. Women Have Changed So Much. We're So Varied. And We've Become More Interested In The Same Varied Experience In Fiction.

It's Not That He Was Going Nowhere, It's That He'd Already Arrived.

Memory Is The Fourth Dimension To Any Landscape.

When I Read, I Want To Be Fully Transported To Another Place. I Want To Feel Things, Smell Things.