I Prayed To Trees. This Was Easier

When I Read Good Stories, I Want To Write Good Stories Too.

Once 'walk Two Moons' Received The Newbery Medal, I Decided To Write Full-time. Partly Because There Seemed To Be An Audience Out There Who Wanted To Read What I Wanted To Write, And Partly Because I Could Now Support Myself Financially Through Writing.

I Wondered About Mrs. Winterbottom And What She Meant About Living A Tiny Life. If She Didn't Like All That Baking And Cleaning And Jumping Up To Get Bottles Of Nail Polish Remover And Sewing Hems, Why Did She Do It? Why Didn't She Tell Them To Do Some Of The Things Themselves? Maybe She Was Afraid There Would Be Nothing Left For Her To Do. There Would Be No Need For Her And She Would Become Invisible And No One Would Notice.

Sometimes You Know In Your Heart You Love Someone, But You Have To Go Away Before Your Head Can Figure It Out.

I Don't Remember Titles Of Books Or Authors From When I Was Young. I Remember The Title Of Only One Book, Which Was 'the Timber Toes.' I Remember It Was A Family Of Little Wooden People Who Lived In The Woods, And For Some Reason That Stayed With Me.