A Twinge At The Edge Of Her

Always Remember, With A Strong Enough Will, Even The Weak Can Wield Great Power.

Memory Is A Cruel Mistress With Whom We All Must Learn To Dance.

People Might Think Writing Is A Hard Business, But It's Nowhere Near Acting.

I Probably Coughed Self-pityingly In Response, Little Aware That I Was About To Cross A Tremendous Threshold Beyond Which There Would Be No Return, That In My Hands I Held An Object Whose Simple Appearance Belied Its Profound Power. All True Readers Have A Book, A Moment, Like The One I Describe, And When Mum Offered Me That Much-read Library Copy Mine Was Upon Me.

The Girl In The Mirror Caught My Eye Briefly...it Is An Uncanny Feeling, That Rare Occasion When One Catches A Glimpse Of Oneself In Repose. An Unguarded Moment, Stripped Of Artifice, When One Forgets To Fool Even Oneself.