And When I Was In The Trunk,

When I Was Painting, I Was Painting Stories I Was Telling Myself. When I Look Back At It, Moving To Writing Was A Very Natural Progression For Me.

I Got Out Of The Tub And Had To Squelch A Scream When I Saw My Reflection In The Vanity Mirror. My Hair Looked Like It Had Taken 2000 Volts And Been Spray Starched

Sweetie, Nothing That Flies Looks Safe, Including Birds.

Why Do You Give Me Cars?" "it's Fun," Ranger Said."and It Keeps You Safe. Do You Want To Know Why Keeping You Safe Is Important To Me?" "you Love Me?" "yes." A Sigh Inadvertently Escaped. "we're Really Screwed Up, Aren't We?" "in A Very Large Way," Ranger Said.

My Professional Aspirations Were Simple - I Wanted To Be An Intergalactic Princess.