In Days That Follow, I Discover That

Surely He Knows We Are All Watching. That I Am Watching. It Is Always That Way When You Are In A Group And Someone Decides To Go For A Swim Or Walk To The Water. The Ocean Is A Giant Stage. It Is Natural That The Others Watch, If Only For A Moment.

Inevitably I Draw On My Own Relationships When I Write, So If I'm Writing About A Fight Between A Husband And His Wife, Of Course I'm Going To Think About A Recent Fight With My Husband. Or If I'm Writing About Sisters, Of Course I'm Going To Think About My Sister.

In My Stories, I Think, As I've Gotten Older, The Characters Have Become Stronger And More Independent, And More Capable Of Making Unconventional Decisions.

But I Am Content To Live In The Moment, And Allow Myself The Daily Pleasure Of Obsessing. Nothing Lasts Forever, I Tell Myself. Especially The Good Stuff. Although Typically You Aren't Faced With A Hard Deadline

No Scratch The Word "career". Careers Are People Who Wish To Advance. I Only Want To Survive, Draw A Paycheck. This Is Merely A Job. I Can Take Or Leave This Place. I Start To Imagine Quitting And Following My Yet-to-be-determined Passion.