I Am Writing A Sequel To The

Love And Hate Are Cruel, Only Liking Is Kind

Once I've Got The First Draft Down On Paper Then I Do Five Or Six More Drafts, The Last Two Of Which Will Be Polishing Drafts. The Ones In Between Will Flesh Out The Characters And Maybe I'll Check My Research.

My Husband Says It Is Very Good That I Have Very Tiny Feet, Because They're Easier To Get In My Mouth.

Old Age Is An Ordeal, Of Flesh And Mind. Of Winding Down, Of Slowing Down, Of Dying Cells. It's Accepting The Loss Of Physical Attractiveness And Replacing It With The Power And Wisdom That Can Only Come With Old Age.

I Have An Editor In My Head, That's Why I Can't Read Harry Potter, Because Rowling Is Such A Lousy Writer.