...god Leads You To It And Takes

It’s Hard For Everyone Isn’t It? Anyone Who Says It’s Easy Is A Liar. There’s This Huge Divide Between Me And Alex Right Now Because I Feel Like We’re Living In Such Different Worlds, I Don’t Know What To Talk About With Him Anymore. And We Used To Be Able To Talk All Night. He Phones Once A Week And I Listen To What He’s Been Up To During The Week And Try To Bite My Tongue Every Time I Go Into Another Katie Story. Truth Is I Have Nothing Other To Talk About But Her And I Know It Bores People. I Think I Used To Be Interesting Once Upon A Time.

I Write My Novels Longhand. I Love The Feeling Of Writing; I Love To See Pen On Paper. It Feels More Creative Than Typing, And It's A More Visual Process For Me - I Can Picture The Entire Scene In My Head And Am Merely Writing What I See.

Life... It's A Great And Terrible And Short And Endless Thing. None Of Us Come Out Of It Alive.

Are You Saying That The Feeling Of Searching For A Missing Sock Is Like Searching For Love ?

As Long As You're Around, Your Life Is Too. So Just As You Shower Love And Affection And Attention On The Husbands, Wives, Parents, Children And Forever Friends Who Sorround You, You Have To Do So Equally With Your Life, Because It's Yours, It's You, And It's Always There Rooting For You, Cheering You On, Even When You Feel Like You Can't Do It. I Gave Up On My Life For A While, But What I've Learned Is That Even When That Happens And Especially When That Happens, Life Never Gives Up On You.