I Think Looking Forward Will Be Better

Better To Have A Single Perfect Diamond Than A Sack Of Flawed Stones.

The Fact That People Are Already Reading And Loving Something I Wrote Is Still Hard To Believe.

Memories Begin To Creep Forward From Hidden Corners Of Your Mind. Passing Disappointments. Lost Chances And Lost Causes. Heartbreaks And Pain And Desolate, Horrible Loneliness. Sorrows You Thought Long Forgotten Mingle With Still-fresh Wounds.

The Circus Itself Is My Personal Ideal Entertainment Venue.

I Tried To Explain As Much As I Could," Poppet Says. "i Think I Made An Analogy About Cake." "well, That Must Have Worked," Widget Says. "who Doesn't Like A Good Cake Analogy?