Only You Can Control Your Future.

Whenever Things Go A Bit Sour In A Job I'm Doing, I Always Tell Myself, 'you Can Do Better Than This.'

It Came Without Ribbions, It Cames Without Tags, It Came Without Packages, Boxes, Or Bags. Christmas Can't Be Bought From A Store. Maybe Christmas Means A Little Bit More.

How Did It Get So Late So Soon? Its Night Before Its Afternoon. December Is Here Before Its June. My Goodness How The Time Has Flewn. How Did It Get So Late So Soon?

Writing For Children Is Murder. A Chapter Has To Be Boiled Down To A Paragraph. Every Word Has To Count.

And What Happened Then? Well, In Whoville They Say That The Grinch's Small Heart Grew Three Sizes That Day