My Day Job Is Making Tv Shows.

And I Like A Mouse Who Has Taken A Cat For Its Tutor.

He Begged To Know To Which Of His Fair Cousins The Excellency Of Its Cookery Was Owing. Briefly Forgetting Her Manners, Mary Grabbed Her Fork And Leapt From Her Chair Onto The Table. Lydia, Who Was Seated Nearest Her, Grabbed Her Ankle Before She Could Dive At Mr. Collins And, Presumably, Stab Him About The Head And Neck For Such An Insult.

I Think Any Period In History Can Be Adapted Into Interesting Fiction, As Long As You Approach The Actual History With Respect.

However, It Has Long Been Said That "my Enemy's Enemy Is My Friend.

This Is A Most Unfortunate Affair, And Will Probably Be Much Talked Of. But We Must Stem The Tide Of Idle Chatter, And Pour Into Our Wounded Bosoms The Soothing Balm Of Vengeance.