My Voice Is Clotted With Unshed Tears.

Everyone Knows Revenge Is A Dish Best Served When You've Had Enough Time To Build Up Enough Vitriol And Fury.

Christmas Shopping! I Can Do All My Christmas Shopping Here! I Know March Is A Bit Early, But Why Not Be Organized? And Then When Christmas Arrives I Won't Have To Go Near The Horrible Christmas Crowds.

Life Is Like An Escalator. You See, It Carries You On Regardless. And You Might As Well Enjoy The View And Seize Every Opportunity While You're Passing. Otherwise, It'll Be Too Late.

Why Can't Parents Dance? Is It Some Universal Law Of Physics Or Something?

If My Writing Comes To A Halt, I Head To The Shops: I Find Them Very Inspirational. And If I Get Into Real Trouble With My Plot, I Go Out For A Pizza With My Husband.