Something Awful Happens To A Person Who

Concentrate On How Good If Feels To Be Alive. No Matter What. Just To See The Color Of The Sky, Just To Smell The Air, And Feel The Wind In Your Face

[when I Was A Kid] I Was A Surgeon, Amputating Legs And Arms Of My Paper Dolls. And I Had A Little Board With Little Tacks That I Would Tack Them Down To Do This.

Like My Mother Said, You Can't Go Back To Holding Hands

[with "summer Sisters" The Publisher] Sent Me On A Big Book Tour. And It Was The Most Wonderful Professional Experience Of My Life. I Mean It Was Like Kleenex On Every Table Wherever I Was, Friends Patting Friends On The Back And They'd Cry And I'd Cry.

She Wondered If All The Firsts In Her Life Would Go By So Quickly, And Be Forgotten Just As Quickly.