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The Silence Was Part Of The Story I Wanted To Tell.

Long After Salinger Sent Me Away, I Continued To Believe His Standards And Expectations Were The Best Ones.

A Good Home Must Be Made, Not Bought. In The End, It's Not Track Lighting Or A Sun Room That Brings Light Into A Kitchen.

I Have Long Observed That The Act Of Writing Is Viewed, By Some, As An Elite And Otherworldly Act, All The More So If A Person Isn't Paid For What She Writes.

I Compromised My Ability To Tell My Story, At The Most Basic Level.