It Felt Like A Small Forever.

Short Stories Are Tiny Windows Into Other Worlds And Other Minds And Other Dreams

I Went Away In My Head, Into A Book. That Was Where I Went Whenever Real Life Was Too Hard Or Too Inflexible.

Everybody Has A Secret World Inside Of Them. I Mean Everybody. All Of The People In The Whole World, I Mean Everybody — No Matter How Dull And Boring They Are On The Outside. Inside Them They've All Got Unimaginable, Magnificent, Wonderful, Stupid, Amazing Worlds... Not Just One World. Hundreds Of Them. Thousands, Maybe.

"some Things May Change," Said Wednesday, Abruptly. "people, However... People Stay The Same."

Never Trust The Storyteller. Only Trust The Story.