I’d Always Enjoyed Life, And I Knew

The World Seemed A Bad And Terrible Place, All Its Denizens Suspect, And I The Lamb Wandering Through The Valley Of Death With A Bell Around My Neck.

I Really, Really Wanted To Lose Awareness Of The Here And Now. The Best Way For Me To Do That Was Bury Myself In A Book.

It Was Time To Pull My Moral Socks Up And Behave Myself.

It Was One Of God's Jokes That Such A Dumb Mind Had Been Put In Such An Eloquent Body.

I Don't Write The Kind Of 'happily Ever After' That Romance Readers Enjoy.