I Am Tired. My Arm Aches. My

Today I Began The Novel That I Determined To Be Great.

Realism Is Death To Me. I Cannot Stand Life As It Is.

Adam Larey Gazed With Hard And Wondering Eyes Down The Silent Current Of The Red River Upon Which He Meant To Drift Away Into The Desert

Where I Was Raised A Woman's Word Was Law. I Ain't Quite Outgrowed That Yet.

If I Fished Only To Capture Fish, My Fishing Trips Would Have Ended Long Ago.