I Wanted All Of Her And Resented

I Voluntarily Inflicted A Certain Level Of Insanity On Myself.

The Writer’s Life Is A Life Of Revisions.

...she Felt That Nothing Could Kill Her Hope Now, Nothing. She Was Seventy-five And She Was Going To Make Some Changes In Her Life.

What You Discovered About Yourself In Raising Children Wasn't Always Agreeable Or Attractive.

It Took Hours To Turn The Clock Back 30 Seconds.