I Write Every Day. Writing

When I Was Three Years Old I Was Taken With My Family To A Little Town In Western Minnesota, Where I Lived A More Or Less Vapid And Ordinary Life Until I Was Ten.

May I Never, I Say, Become That Abnormal, Merciless Animal, That Deformed Monstrosity - A Virtuous Woman.

I Am Lithe, But Fragile From Constant Involuntary Self-analysis.

There Is Really No Right And Wrong. I Recognize No Right And Wrong.

I Write Every Day. Writing Is A Necessity - Like Eating.