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Anyway, These Books I Love, They’re All Books By Men—every Last One Of Them. Because If It’s Unseemly And Possibly Dangerous For A Man To Be Angry, It’s Totally Unacceptable For A Woman To Be Angry. I Wanted To Write A Voice That For Me, As A Reader, Had Been Missing From The Chorus: The Voice Of An Angry Woman.

Just Because Something Is Invisible Doesn't Mean It Isn't There. At Any Given Time, There Are A Host Of Invisibles Floating Among Us. There Are Clairvoyants To See Ghosts; But Who Sees The Invisible Emotions, The Unrecorded Events? Who Is That Sees Love, More Evanescent Than Any Ghost, Let Alone Can Catch It? Who Are You Tell Me That I Don't Know What Love Is?

If I Had To Summarize, Most Broadly, My Concerns As A Writer, I'd Say The Question 'how Then Must We Live?' Is At The Heart Of It, For Me.

If You’re Reading To Find Friends, You’re In Deep Trouble.

Yes, Writing Is Essential To Me. It's My Way Of Living In The World.