I Simply Love Writing Good Stories, That's

Quite Simply The Book And I Were Meant To Be Together.

Time Had A Way Of Moulding People Into Shapes They Themselves No Longer Recognised.

While I Wasn't Certain How I Felt About Spiritualists, I Was Certain Enough About The Type Of People Who Were Drawn To Them. Only People Unhappy In The Present Seek To Know The Future.

. . . Companions Were To Be Valued, Wherever One Found Them.

No Two People Will Ever See Or Feel Things In The Same Way, Merry. The Challenge Is To Be Truthful When You Write. Don't Approximate. Don't Settle For The Easiest Combination Of Words. Go Searching Instead For Those That Explain Exactly What You Think. What You Feel.