Suck It Up. This Is The Life

We Are All Flawed, My Dear. Every One Of Us. And Believe Me, We've All Made Mistakes. You've Just Got To Take A Good Hard Look At Yourself, Change What Needs To Be Changed, And Move One, Pet.

Is He A Sophomore?" Lydia Says. "please Tell Me He's In Our Grade." "i Don't Know," I Say. "but Weren't You There When He Came To The Office?" Peyton Says. "the Secretary Didn't Get Out Her Bullhorn And Announce What Grade He's In. She Just Took Him To Meet Headmaster Perkins.

I Did A Lot Of Research On A Couple Different Things. One Was, How Do People Handle Hating Themselves And Hating Others? And Hatred Is A Secondary Emotion, I Think; It Always Springs From Something Else ... Usually Fear, That's Probably What It Is. So I Looked A Lot At That.

Some People Do Want To Stand On The Rooftop And Scream Out Their Story. Others Are Cowering In The Corner, Or Sitting With A Blank Face In Class, And Not Knowing How To Tell Their Story.

Also, As An Author, Character Has Always Been What I'm Most Interested In - Much More So Than Plot Or Setting, Although Those Are Good Things Too.