Good Moods’re As Fragile As

She Has To Lose Her Pre-copernican View Of A Universe Revolving Around Herself.

I’m Scared Of The Future. I’m Scared Of The Past. I’m Nervous At The Moment.

Our Lives Are Not Our Own. We Are Bound To Others, Past And Present, And By Each Crime And Every Kindness, We Birth Our Future.

As An Experienced Editor, I Disapprove Of Flashbacks, Foreshadowings, And Tricksy Devices; They Belong In The 1980s With M.a.s In Postmodernism And Chaos Theory.

History Admits No Rules; Only Outcomes.