Yes, I Kidnapped That Lindberg Baby.

The Girl's Lover Was Gone, But His Shadow Was Still There.

Some Soap Opera, You Know, Real People Pretending To Be Fake People With Made-up Problems Being Watched By Real People To Forget Their Real Problems.

The Only Thing I Shy Away From Is Non-consensual Violence. I Can't Write A Story Where Someone Is A Simple Victim Because It's Boring.

Actually, Watching Television And Surfing The Internet Are Really Excellent Practice For Being Dead.

Maybe It's Just A Daughter's Job To Piss Off Her Mother.