Most Christians are being crucified on a cross between two thieves: Yesterday's regret and tomorrow's worries.
happiness aint got no Ph. D. or no certain amount of zeroes behind it!
I also discovered that you can get used to a man , much like you do a household pet!
I like to think of what happens to characters in good novels and stories as knots--things keep knotting up. And by the end of the story--readers see an unknotting of sorts. Not what you expect, not the easy answers you get on TV, not wash and wear philosophies, but a reproduction of believable, emotional experiences.
I love writing in first person more than third. I have to basically suspend my own world. I don't exist. I'm just a conduit. So I can be eight years old. I can be the mother of a kid that you find out certain things I'm not going to say.
It goes without saying that your friends are usually the first to discuss your personal business behind your back.
My stories are character driven.
And how do you know that you're mad? "To begin with," said the Cat, "a dog's not mad. You grant that?" I suppose so, said Alice. "Well then," the Cat went on, "you see a dog growls when it's angry, and wags it's tail when it's pleased. Now I growl when I'm pleased, and wag my tail when I'm angry. Therefore I'm mad.
I can just let my curiosity wander unleashed.
Praises for our past triumphs are as feathers to a dead bird.
What I really want to do is produce. There isn’t much patience with a slow developing story line anymore.