Ecstasy And Vulnerability Belonged In The Same

Dawn Rose From The Desert And Turned The River To Wine.

Condemned And Executioner With Aren't Coupled In A Primitive Rite.

When I Started As A Writer, I Knew Nothing About Publishing-nothing About Anything!

As A Child, My Mother Told Me Lots Of Fairy Stories, Many Her Own Invention. She, Too, Tended To Reverse The Norm.

I Must Suppose That Reading Wonderful Writers May, Inadvertently, Teach An Avid Reader A Great Deal -- Not Only About Life And Other Matters, But About How To Write. Therefore Doubtless I Have Benefited From Frequent Immersions In The Glowing Genius Of Others. It Would Be Nice To Think So. (i Do Actually Think So). But To Improve My Skills Will Never Be The Prompting Force Of My Reading -- That's Just Literary Lust.