So Many Miracles Have Not Yet Happened.

In My Stories For Children, I Sometimes Show A Hard, Harsh, Dangerous World. I'm Going To Show You The Way It Is, But I'm Going To Also Tell You That There's Every Reason To Hope.

Don't Drop Him," Said Peter's Mother To His Father. "don't You Dare Drop Him." She Was Laughing. "i Will Not," Said His Father. "i Could Not." For He Is Peter Augustus Duchene, And He Will Always Return To Me. Again And Again, Peter's Father Threw Him Up In The Air. Again And Again, Peter Felt Himself Suspended In Nothingness For A Moment, Just A Moment, And Then He Was Pulled Back, Returned To The Sweetness Of The Earth And The Warmth Of His Father's Waiting Arms. "see?" Said His Father To His Mother. "do You See How He Always Comes Back To Me?

It Seems To Be That Way With Most Things. No One To Do The Really Disagreeable Jobs Except Oneself.

Understand, I Had Absolutely No Interest In Writing; I Wanted To Be A Writer.

I Am Really An Introvert, And I Need That Time Alone For A Variety Of Reasons.