I Live By Edith Whartons Rule To

I Guess Love Is The Real Suspension Of Disbelief.

I Don't Have Any Real Goals Except To Follow One Good Sentence With Another... I'm Not The Kind Of Writer Who Has A Map.

The Writing Is Clean. I Really Wouldn't Have Changed A Word. Most Of It Is True, Too, Except That The Hero Quits Drinking And The Girl Grows Up. On The Last Page, The Couple Gets Married, Which Is A Nice Way For A Love Story To End.

Up Until That Moment, I'd Been At The Earliest Stage Of Love, When You Feel It Will Turn You Into The Better Person You Want To Be. Now, His Gentle Voice And Sage Advice Took Me To A Later Stage: I Felt I Needed To Pretend To Be A Better Person Than I Was So He'd Keep Loving Me. This Was Hard Because It Made Me Hate Him.

He Tells Me That The Best Man I Will Ever Find Will Be Attracted To Other Women. I Hear This As Another Fact I Am Too Old Not To Know. More Proof Of How Unprepared I Am To Love Anyone.