It's Sad To Think That We've Gotten

We Get Divorce, We Get Conned, Someone We Love Dies, Or We Can't Find Anybody To Love Us Or Somebody Breaks Our Heart And We Realize This Fairy Tale Ain't Fair. So We Suffer.

I Don't Let Negative Criticism, For The Most Part, Bother Me.

I Love Writing In First Person More Than Third. I Have To Basically Suspend My Own World. I Don't Exist. I'm Just A Conduit. So I Can Be Eight Years Old. I Can Be The Mother Of A Kid That You Find Out Certain Things I'm Not Going To Say.

Being A Lifetime Wife And Mother Has Afforded Me The Luxury Of Having Multiple Careers: I've Been A Teacher. A Chauffeur. A Chef. An Interior Decorator. A Landscape Architect, As Well As A Gardener. I’ve Been A Painter. A Personal Shopper. An Accountant And A Banker. I’ve Been A Beautician. Santa Claus. The Tooth Fairy. A Movie Reviewer. A Nurse. A Psychologist. A Negotiator. An I Have A Ph. D In How To Pretend Like You Don’t Mind.

Don't Worry About How Pretty (the Story) Sounds, How Lilting It Is, And The Imagery, And The Metaphor, All That. Most Readers Don't Care. It's The People In Your Book That Matter.