I'll Never Live To Write All The

Everything In Life Is Made Up...you Make Up That You Are Happy. You Make Up That You Are Sad. You Make Up That You Are In Love. If You Don't Make Up Your Own Life, Who's Going To Make It Up For You? It's Bad Enough When You Die And Everybody Can Make Up Their Own Stories About You. —mr. Hooft

I Was Teased If I Brought My Books Home. I Would Take A Paper Bag To The Library And Put The Books In The Bag And Bring Them Home. Not That I Was That Concerned About Them Teasing Me - Because I Would Hit Them In A Heartbeat. But I Felt A Little Ashamed, Having Books.

Writers Do Not Write What They Know. They Write What They Can Imagine.

I Write In A Small Office At Home.

I Am Very Much Interested In Getting Parents To Read To Children, And Trying To Get People Mentoring Children. If I Can Do Both I'll Be Happy.