I'm A Great Will Maker. I've Made

My Memory Of My Home Was That It Was Very Happy, And That There Was More Fun And Life There Than There Was Anywhere Else.

I Once Got A Huge, Expensive Flower Arrangement From A Person I Didn't Like, Who Sent It Out Of Pure Guilt. It Had A Hideous Bird-of-paradise In The Middle, And I Thought It Would Never Fade And Die. I Hated It.

I Never Wanted To Write. I Just Wrote Letters Home From A Kibbutz In Israel To Reassure My Parents That I Was Still Alive And Well Fed And Having A Great Time. They Thought These Letters Were Brilliant And Sent Them To A Newspaper. So I Became A Writer By Accident.

I Didn't Get Excited By Weight Loss, And Since I Was Already Happy Being Fat, I Couldn't See The Point Of It All. I'm 6 Ft. And Weigh About 18 St. Or 19 St., But Weighing Myself Is Not Something I Do With Much Pleasure.

Money Doesn't Make You Happy, But It Gives A Zone Of Comfort Around You.