The Struggle Is What Teaches You.

I Made The Rules I Figured I Could Be The One To Break Them. I Thought I Would Write About Xenophobia, A Hatred Of Foreigners. After I Stated Writing The Story There Was Not A Foreigner To Be Had. I Did Not Want To Just Stick One In There So I Could Get A Title Out Of It Since It Seemed Like Cheating. I Never Figured Out How I Could Get Out Of This Dilemma So I Just Called It X And Weaved X Traits Into The Story.

A Woman Should Never, Never, Never Be Financially Dependent To Anyone, Especially A Man, Because The Minute You Were Dependent, You Could Be Abused.

I Write Letters To My Right Brain All The Time. They're Just Little Notes. And Right Brain, Who Likes To Get Little Notes From Me, Will Often Come Through Within A Day Or Two.

Personally, I Don't Endorse The Notion Of Mortality. It's Fine For Other Folk, But I Disapprove Of The Concept For Me And My Loved Ones.

Except For Cases That Clearly Involve A Homicidal Maniac, The Police Like To Believe Murders Are Committed By Those We Know And Love, And Most Of The Time They're Right - A Chilling Thought When You Sit Down To Dinner With A Family Of Five. All Those Potential Killers Passing Their Plates.