I Would Have Thought This Would Make

But It Was Okay Not To Fit In Everywhere, As Long As You Did Somewhere.

I Have So Many Books I Didn't Sell. Some My Agent Rejected Outright, Others Made It All The Way To My Editor To Be Turned Away. Not Everything Is A Winner, Which Is Tough When You've Devoted Eight Or Nine Months Of Your Life To Something.

All The Bitchy Girls In The World Are Just A Training Ground For What Men Can Do To You.

Your Past Is Always Your Past. Even If You Forget It, It Remembers You.

From This Distance, In The Dimness, The Model Looked Surreal, Made Up Of Parts Filled With Buildings, Bordered By Long Stretches Of Empty Space. It Reminded Me Of The Way Cities And Towns Look When You Are Flying At Night. You Can't Make Out Much. But The Places Where People Have Come Together, And Stayed, Are Collections Of Tiny Lights, Breaking Up The Darkness.