This Is My Brain: O This Is

Louisiana, The State Road Maintenance Forgot.

We Probably Looked Like Starving Orphan Children. Hey! We Were Starving Orphan Children.

I Have A Number Of Writers I Work With Regularly. I Write An Outline For A Book. The Outlines Are Very Specific About What Each Scene Is Supposed To Accomplish.

At That Moment I Had No Mind To Change, Or Not Change, Or Throw Against The Nearest Wall.

Jane-sweetie, We've Talked About Your Weight-" My Mother Began. I'm Only Eight Years Old," I Said. "how About I Promise To Be Anorexic Later?