The Same Way That Some

He Slowed Down A Bit More. "gaia, How Do You Know These Things?" She Shrugged. "i'm Smart." "and Modest, Too." "modesty Is A Waste Of Time," She Pronounced. "i'll Keep That In Mind.

But The Way I See It, Dying Without Knowing Love Would Be A Tragedy.

Since I Was A Small Child, I Was Always Writing Either Poems Or Plays... Plays In Which I Had The Starring Part.

The People With The Most Fear Have The Greatest Opportunity To Be Brave.

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.