I Would Rather Raise Certain Topics And

In Short, The Satisfaction Of Creating, Not Necessarily The Process, Always Lifts My Heart.

Sometimes Even When The Book Is Over I Dont Know Whos Good And Whos Bad. Its Really More Interesting, I Think, To Write About Gray Characters Than It Is To Write About Black And White.

I Remember One Time I Heard This English Professor Asking The Class What The World's Scariest Noise Is. Is It A Man Crying Out In Pain? A Woman's Scream Of Terror? A Gunshot? A Baby Crying? And The Professor Shakes His Head And Says, 'no, The Scariest Noise Is, You're All Alone In Your Dark House, You Know You're All Alone, You Know That There Is No Chance Anyone Else Is Home Or Within Miles—and Then, Suddenly, From Upstairs, You Hear The Toilet Flush.

Getting Into A Fight With A Popular Senior. Pissing Off A School Teacher And The Local Chief Of Police. Hanging With Two Major-league Losers." She Slapped My Back. "welcome To High School.

Sometimes The Loudest Cries For Help Are Silent.