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The Truth Is I Hate Cocktail Parties When The Only Person I Know Is My Supposed Date, And He Abandons Me The Minute We Come In The Door.

When Someone Is Mean To Me, I Just Make Them A Victim In My Next Book.

As A Writer, You Paint Strokes And Leave Suggestions So Readers Can Create Their Own Pictures. That Allows You To Know Someone By A Small Action And It Saves Countless Pages Of Explanation.

It's Funny How, Even Long After You've Accepted The Grief Of Losing Someone You Love And Truly Have Gotten On With Your Life, Every Once In A While Something Comes Up That Plays "gotcha," And For A Moment Or Two The Scar Tissue Separates And The Wound Is Raw Again.

Approach Your Lives As If They Were Novels, With Their Own Heroes, Villains, Red Herrings, And Triumphs.