... Survival Is The Least Of My

Writing Is The Only Way I Know To Demand Justice From An Uncaring Universe.

It's Important To Set Challenges That You're Not Sure You're Equal To.

I Was No Cherokee. I Was No Warrior. I Was Nobody Special. I Was Just A Girl, Scared And Angry. When I Saw Myself In Daddy Glen's Eyes, I Wanted To Die. No, I Wanted To Be Already Dead, Cold And Gone. Everything Felt Hopeless. He Looked At Me And I Was Ashamed Of Myself. It Was Like Sliding Down An Endless Hole, Seeing Myself At The Bottom, Dirty, Ragged, Poor, Stupid.

Women Lose Their Lives Not Knowing They Can Do Something Different..." From Two Or Three Things I Know For Sure

The Bottom Line Is I'm Writing To Save The Dead. I'm Writing To Save The People I Have Lost, Some Of Whose Bodies Are Still Walking Around.