It Wasn't That I Was Stupid ...

I Love The Way That Each Book -- Any Book -- Is Its Own Journey. You Open It, And Off You Go. You Are Changed In Some Way, Large Or Small, By Having Traveled With Those Characters.

I Am Drawn To The Ways In Which We Are Shaped By People And By Place.

How Can You Love A Little Cat So Much In Such A Short Short Time?

Why Do People Not Listen When You Say No? Why Do They Think You Are Too Stupid Or Too Young To Understand? Why Do They Think You Are Too Shy To Reply? Why Do They Keep Badgering You Until You Will Say Yes?

It Wasn't That I Was Stupid ... It Was Just That There Didn't Seem To Be A Lot To Say That Someone Wasn't Already Saying.