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Writing Was Not A Childhood Dream Of Mine. I Do Not Recall Longing To Write As A Student. I Wasn't Sure How To Start.

It's Amazing How Lies Grow. You Start With A Small One That Seems Easy To Cover, Then You Get Boxed In And Tell Another One. Then Another. People Believe You At First, Then They Act Upon Your Lies, And You Catch Yourself Wishing You'd Simply Told The Truth.

A Riveting, Exciting And Thoroughly Compelling Tale Of Adventure.

Shame Was An Emotion He Had Abandoned Years Earlier. Addicts Know No Shame. You Disgrace Yourself So Many Times You Become Immune To It.

One Thing That Drives Me Nuts... Well, Let Me Ask You, When Writers Write Do They Not Use Quotation Marks Anymore?