Sometimes When Persons Say Definitely

For All The Books In His Possession, He Still Failed To Read The Stories Written Plain As Day In The Faces Of The People Around Him.

If I Was Made Of Cake I'd Eat Myself Before Somebody Else Could.

This Is A Bad Story.” “sorry. I’m Really Sorry. I Shouldn’t Have Told You.” “no, You Should,” I Say. “but—” “i Don’t Want There To Be Bad Stories And Me Not Know Them.

I'm A Huge Planner, More And More So As The Years Go By.

Identity Politics Are Wearisome; You Don't Want To Go On Speaking For Any One Group As A Writer.