Rejection Is A Cancer, Edie.

But Everyone's An Expert With The Virtue Of Hindsight . . . .

The Stretch Of Years Leaves None Unmarked: The Blissful Sense Of Youthful Invincibility Peels Away And Responsibility Brings Its Weight To Bear.

She's One Of The Few People Able To Look Beyond The Lines On My Face To See The Twenty-year-old Who Lives Inside.

Adults Weren’t Supposed To Understand Their Children And You Were Doing Something Wrong If They Did.

She Says There Are Stories Everywhere And That People Who Wait For The Right One To Come Along Before Setting Pen To Paper End Up With Very Empty Pages.