You Know It’s Them Books What Make

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.

You Have To Be Nicer To Me," I Said. Again He Laughed. "what? I'm The King Of Nice. What Are You Talking About?" "you Have To Be Nicer To Me Or... Or..." "or What?" He Said. Still Lars, Still Charming And Jokey, But With A Thread Of Fear. It Snaked In And Pierced My Numbness And Almost Broke My Resolve. Almost, But Not Quite. "or I Have Ti Break Up With You." I Whispered What Was There More To Say? Nothing. So I Hung Up.

I Didn't Like Being Alone. Being Alone Was Slightly Better Than Having To Deal With People, That's All. Or So I'd Convinced Myself.

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.

I've Written A Lot Of Novels For Teens And Tweens ... But I'd Never Really Tackled The North Carolina Side Of Me. And It's So Strong And So Important, And Yet I Hadn't Acknowledged It. And So One Of The Things I Wanted To Do In "shine" Is Take That On.