There Are No Dead Ends, Just Detours.

I'm Sorry. It's Hard For Me. I Do Love You," She Said Quietly. "sometimes It Scares Me Because You're The First. And The Only" He Held Her There Until He Was Sure He Could Speak, Then Eased Her Back, Looked Into Her Eyes "you've Chaged My Life. Become My Life." He Touched His Lips To Hers, Let The Kiss Deepen Slowly, Silkily. "i Need You

It Was Best Not To Think, Not To Analyze. It Was Best To Accept And Act.

I Generally Write A First Draft That's Pretty Lean. Just Get The Story Down.

I Always Thought Everybody Made Up Stories In Their Heads - Never Thought About Actually Writing Them Down On Paper Until I Was Snowed In With The Kids In The Blizzard Of '79 - 3 Feet Of Snow. I Live In A Rural Area And Was Stuck. No Morning Kindergarten - It Was A Nightmare.

What's Your Status?" She Asked Him. "healthy, Wealthy, And Wise. What's Yours?" "ha. Mean, Crafty, And Rude.