Ma's Still Nodding. "you're The One Who

I Am Clumsy, A Late And Nervous Driver, And Despise All Sports Except A Little Gentle Dancing Or Yoga.

Writing Stories Is My Way Of Scratching That Itch: My Escape From The Claustrophobia Of Individuality. It Lets Me, At Least For A While, Live More Than One Life, Walk More Than One Path. Reading, Of Course, Can Do The Same.

...sentences Swallowed And Sung Back And Swallowed All Over Again. She Was Made Entirely Out Of Words.

Nowadays, 'invisibility' Was Supposed To Be The Big Problem, But The Way I Saw It Was, All That Mattered Was To Be Visible To Yourself.

I Think It Would Be A Shame For Any Writer To Let Their Publishers In Any Way Corral Them Into A Single Genre.