I Guess What Led To Me Writing

He Could Hardly Lift His Spoon During Breakfast, And Then He Was Out On The Lake, His Spoon Soon Replaced By A Shovel.

Part Of Me Becomes The Characters I'm Writing About. I Think Readers Feel Like They Are There, The Way I Am, As A Result.

There Was Something Special About Being In A Strange Place, All Alone In A Mass Of People Even If You Had Just Screwed Up Your Life, Or Perhaps Especially If You Had Just Screwed Up Your Life.

Warning: Do Not Read This Story Right After Eating. In Fact, Don't Read It Right Before Eating Either. In Fact, Just To Be Safe, Don't Read This Story If You're Ever Planning To Eat Again.

I Hope I Remember Everything," Said Toni. "you Won't," Said Trapp. "that's How You Learn. But After You Make The Same Mistake One, Or Two, Or Five Times, You'll Eventually Get It. And Then You'll Make New Mistakes.