Love Was More Than Blind. It Was

Life's One Great Lesson Was: Do Not Care. Not Caring Was A Person's Real Protection.

I Get Some Of My Ideas From Watching My Three Daughters, But Most Of Them Come From My Own Memories Of Growing Up. I Can Remember How Romantic I Was, Not Just About Love, But Romance In The Classic Sense - The Romantic Ideals: Of Honor And Truth, Of Loyalty, Sacrifice And Fairness. Those Were The Elements That Made A Story Satisfying To Me.

She Needed To Get Out Of There. Her Brains, Thankfully, Were Still Safely In Her Skull, But Her Emotions Were Splattered On The Pavement.

Luck Doesn't Shine Her Light On Each Of Us Equally. She Is Arbitrary, Irrational, Unfair And Sometimes Downright Cruel.

Elizabeth Scowled, Feeling Like A Nobody, A Nothing. She Felt Like Her Entire Self Had Been Made Worthless. She Could Change Her Interests, But She Couldn't Change Her Looks. She'd Never Be Six Feet Tall. She'd Never Look Like A Supermodel.