Stay. Fight. Live. Take It. Cry. Cry.

The Bible Was Written Two Thousand Years Ago. The World Is A Different Place Now. Stories That Had Meaning Then Are Meaningless Now. Beliefs That Might Have Been Valid Then Are Invalid Now. Those Books Should Be Looked At In The Same Way We Look At Anything Of That Age With Interest With An Acknowledgement Of The Historical Importance But They Should Not Be Thought Of As Anything That Has Any Value.

I'm Writing Books. They're Still A Mix Of Fact And Fiction And Will Continue To Be. I Think It's An Interesting Place To Work.

This Girl With Nothing But Her Own Strength And A Desire To Be Free. With Nothing But A Beating Heart That Is Scared To Be Alone. With Nothing But Clear Blue Eyes That See Through Me And Understand Me. With Nothing But Open Arms Ready To Receive Me. To Stand By Me. To Walk With Me. To Love Me. I Love Her. Lilly. The Girl With Nothing And Everything. Lilly. I Love Her. A Tear Appears. She Smiles. She Leans Forward Kisses My Lips Softly Kisses Me And As Our Lips Touch Barely Touch She Whispers. I Love You Too, James. Our Lips Barely Touching She Whispers. I Love You. Whispers. I Love You.

I Will Not Allow People To Impose Rules On Me That Don't Make Sense To Me. And I Live And Work Very Much Outside The Literary World And The Literary System. What They Think And What They Believe And What Their Rules Are Mean Nothing To Me.

Writing's Not Precious To Me. It's Not A Thing That Requires Specific Environment. You Know, It's My Job. Just Like Anybody With A Job, You Have To Do Your Job When You Don't Feel Like It, Regardless Of How Good Or Bad The Conditions Are, Regardless Of How Good Or Bad You Might Feel On Any Particular Day.