Since I Was A Small Child, I

Luck Doesn't Shine Her Light On Each Of Us Equally. She Is Arbitrary, Irrational, Unfair And Sometimes Downright Cruel.

Ella's Supersonic Voice Followed Her All The Way To Bleecker Street And Then Dissolved Amid The Noisy Profusion Of Shops, Cafes, And Restaurants And The Crush Of People That Made The West Village Of Manhattan Unique In The World. In A Single Block You Could Buy Fertility Statues From Tanzania, Rare Amazonian Orchids, A Pawned Brass Tuba, Krispy Kreme Doughnuts, Or The Best, Most Expensive Cup Of Coffee You Ever Tasted. It Was The Doughnuts, Incidentally, That Attracted Gaia.

Elizabeth Scowled, Feeling Like A Nobody, A Nothing. She Felt Like Her Entire Self Had Been Made Worthless. She Could Change Her Interests, But She Couldn't Change Her Looks. She'd Never Be Six Feet Tall. She'd Never Look Like A Supermodel.

Since I Was A Small Child, I Was Always Writing Either Poems Or Plays... Plays In Which I Had The Starring Part.

I Don't Do Rewrites. I Put All The Pages In A Pile Next To The Typewriter.