Money Doesn't Make You Happy, But It

I Look Placid, You See, That's Why People Think I'm Fine. Inside I Worry A Lot.

Of Course I Wanted Children. Bright, Gorgeous, Loving Children. I Could Almost See Them.

I Try To Make My Characters Kind Of Ordinary, Somebody That Anybody Could Be. Because We've All Had Loves, Perhaps Love And Loss, People Can Relate To My Characters.

She Put Her Head Down On The Table And Cried All The Tears That She Knew She Should Have Cried In The Past Year And A Half. But They Weren't Ready Then, They Were Now.

I Believed That Old People Never Laughed. I Thought They Sighed A Lot And Groaned. They Walked With Sticks, And They Didn't Like Children On Bicycles Or Roller Skates Or With Big Dogs.