It Was All Cheese And Applause.

I Was Going Through The Motions Of Life, Instead Of Really Living, And There's No Excuse For That. It's Not Something I'll Let Happen To Me Again.

I Want To Be Magic. I Want To Touch The Heart Of The World And Make It Smile. I Want To Be A Friend Of Elves And Live In A Tree. Or Under A Hill. I Want To Marry A Moonbeam And Hear The Stars Sing. I Don't Want To Pretend At Magic Anymore. I Want To Be Magic.

Write From The Heart, What Has Meaning To You Personally; Have The Patience And Discipline To Sit Down And Do It Every Day Whether You're Feeling Inspired Or Not; Never Be Afraid To Take Chances, In Fact, Make Sure You Take Chances. As Soon As You Become Complacent, You Become Boring ... . Read As Much As Possible, Not Simply In The Genre, Or What You Think You're Interested In, But Other Things As Well.

As The New Work Fills My Notebooks, I've Come To Realize That The Characters In My Stories Were So Real Because I Really Did Want To Get Close To People, I Really Did Want To Know Them. It Was Just Easier To Do It On Paper, One Step Removed.

I Don't Want To Live In The Kind Of World Where We Don't Look Out For Each Other. Not Just The People That Are Close To Us, But Anybody Who Needs A Helping Hand. I Cant Change The Way Anybody Else Thinks, Or What They Choose To Do, But I Can Do My Bit.