My Goal On My Bucket List Is

I've Gotten A Lot Of Livid Letters About The Awfulness Of My Work. I've Never Known What To Make Of It. Why Do People Bother To Write If They Hate What I Do?

The Library Was Open For One Hour After School Let Out. I Hid There, Looking At Art Books And Reading Poetry.

I Do Love To Eavesdrop. It's Inspirational, Not Only For Subject Matter But For Actual Dialogue, The Way People Talk.

By The 6th Grade I Stopped Doing Ordinary Things In Front Of People. It Had Been Ordinary To Sing, Kids Are Singing All The Time When They Are Little, But Then Something Happens. It's Not That We Stop Singing. I Still Sang. I Just Made Sure I Was Alone When I Did It. And I Made Sure I Never Did It Accidentally. That Thing We Call 'bursting Into Song.' I Believe This Happens To Most Of Us. We Are Still Singing, But Secretly And All Alone.

In Life There Are Always These Things Happening If You Can Just Get The Joke.