I Would Hope That My Writing's Cleaner

You're The Love Of My Life. I Don't Care How Corny That Sounds. You're The Start Of It, And The End Of It. And You're The Best Of It.

[everyone Needs] A Woman Who'll Listen, Take Your Side, Tell The Truth - Or Not, As You Need It. A Woman You Can Count On, No Matter What, And Who'll Love You No Matter How Much You Screw Up.

I Never Had A Plan, Except To Write. I Love What I Do, And Have From The Beginning. Loving What You Do Makes It A Lot Easier To Work, Every Day, To Face The Tough Spots And Heel In For The Long Haul. Nothing Against Plans; They Work For Some People. But For Me, If I'd Been Planning, Worrying About Numbers, Trying To Micro-manage My Career, I Wouldn't Have Focused On The Writing. If You Don't Write, You're Not Read. If You're Not Read, You Don't Sell. So That's My Master Plan, I Guess. Write The Books, Let The Agent Agent, The Editor Edit, The Publisher Publish.

I Decided To Write Category Romance As I'd Recently Discovered Them, And Enjoyed Them.

Eve Talking To Someone On Her Computer And Having Trouble With The Language Translator....."i Have Two Like Crimes. Your Data And Your Input On Leclerk Would Be Very Helpful"marie Pursed Her Lips And Humor Danced In Her Eyes."it Says You Would Like To Have Sex With Me. I Don't Think That Is Correct""oh, For Christ Sake" Eve Slammed A Fist Against The Machine.