I Was A Sidelines Child:

Once She Read A Book But Found It Distasteful Because It Contained Adjectives.

He Wept, And It Felt As If The Tears Were Cleansing Him, As If His Body Needed To Empty Itself.

It Is So Good To Have Friends Who Understand How There Is A Time For Crying And A Time For Laughing, And That Sometimes The Two Are Very Close Together.

When I Create Characters, I Create A World To Inhabit And They Begin To Feel Very Real For Me. I Don't Belong In A Psych Ward, I Don't Think, But They Become Very Real, Like My Own Family, And Then I Have To Say Goodbye, Close The Door, And Work On Other Things.

She Fell Asleep, And It Was A Sleep As Thin As The Night Clouds, Dotted With Dreams That Came And Went Like The Stars.