She Figured If You Weren't

I Get Some Of My Ideas From Watching My Three Daughters, But Most Of Them Come From My Own Memories Of Growing Up. I Can Remember How Romantic I Was, Not Just About Love, But Romance In The Classic Sense - The Romantic Ideals: Of Honor And Truth, Of Loyalty, Sacrifice And Fairness. Those Were The Elements That Made A Story Satisfying To Me.

Ella's Supersonic Voice Followed Her All The Way To Bleecker Street And Then Dissolved Amid The Noisy Profusion Of Shops, Cafes, And Restaurants And The Crush Of People That Made The West Village Of Manhattan Unique In The World. In A Single Block You Could Buy Fertility Statues From Tanzania, Rare Amazonian Orchids, A Pawned Brass Tuba, Krispy Kreme Doughnuts, Or The Best, Most Expensive Cup Of Coffee You Ever Tasted. It Was The Doughnuts, Incidentally, That Attracted Gaia.

Ella Was Vapid And Worthless At Least Nine-tenths Of The Time, But When She Got Really Mad, Her Face Became Sharp And Purposeful. Almost Vicious. Like If Barbie Were Suddenly Possessed By Atilla The Hun.

When I First Heard The Word Existential, I Didn't Know What It Meant. But Then I Found Out That No One Knows What It Means, So Now I Use It All The Time.

I Know You Think That When You're 35, 45, 55, You'll Be Different. But I'm Going To Let You In On A Bit Of A Secret. You're Going To Look Different, And Your Life Is Going To Be Different, But In Your Head You'll Always Be That 16-year-old Girl.