Everybody's Damaged By Something.

In The Publishing World, Most Editors Are Probably Women. So I Don't See The Publishing World As A Male-dominated One, Especially Within Fiction.

I Wrote The Novel [room], And Then I Thought, "this Could Work On Film, And I Want To Be The One To Do It." So I Went Ahead And Drafted It.

He [ma's Tooth] Was Part Of Her A Minute Ago But Now He's Not. Just A Thing.

In The World I Notice Persons Are Nearly Always Stressed And Have No Time...i Don't Know How Persons With Jobs Do The Jobs And All The Living As Well...i Guess The Time Gets Spread Very Thin Like Butter All Over The World, The Roads And Houses And Playgrounds And Stores, So There's Only A Little Smear Of Time On Each Place, Then Everyone Has To Hurry On To The Next Bit.

Goodbye, Room." I Wave Up At Skylight. "say Goodbye," I Tell Ma. "goodbye, Room." Ma Says It But On Mute. I Look Back One More Time. It's Like A Crater, A Hole Where Something Happened. Then We Go Out The Door.