Rejection Is A Cancer, Edie. It Eats

Life Could Be Cruel Enough These Days Without The Truth Making It Worse.

In Each Man's Heart There Lies A Hole. A Dark Abyss Of Need, The Filling Of Which Takes Precedence Over All Else.

... For Home Is A Magnet That Lures Back Even Its Most Abstracted Children.

It's A Funny Thing, Character, The Way It Brands People As They Age, Rising From Within To Leave Its Scar.

In Retrospect, It Seems Like Everything In My Life Led To Me Becoming A Writer. I Just Didn't Realise It At The Time.