Two Hours Of Writing Fiction Leaves This

The Cuss Am I? Are You Cussing With Me?

Watch With Glittering Eyes The Whole World Around You.

Here It Is,' Nigel Said. Mrs D, Mrs I, Mrs Ffi, Mrs C, Mrs U, Mrs Lty. That Spells Difficulty.' How Perfectly Ridiculous!' Snorted Miss Trunchbull. 'why Are All These Women Married?

I Was Already Beginning To Realize That The Only Way To Conduct Oneself In A Situation Where Bombs Rained Down And Bullets Whizzed Past, Was To Accept The Dangers And All The Consequences As Calmly As Possible. Fretting And Sweating About It All Was Not Going To Help.

Bunkum And Tummyrot! You'll Never Get Anywhere If You Go About What-iffing Like That. Would Columbus Have Discovered America If He'd Said 'what If I Sink On The Way Over? What If I Meet Pirates? What If I Never Come Back?' He Wouldn't Even Have Started.