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I Started Off Like Everyone Else Does, Slogging But Having A Compulsion To Put Words On Paper. I Didn't Write Or Read Horror Or Fantasy, Other Than Children's Fantasy, Until I Was In My Teens

He Laughed, And It Raised Goose-bumps On My Arms. "oh,ma Petite ,ma Petite , You Are Precious." Just What I Wanted To Hear. "so How Are You Getting Here?" "my Private Jet." Of Course, He Had A Private Jet. "when Can You Be Here?" "i Will Be There As Soon As I Can, My Impatient Flower." "i Prefer Ma Petite To Flower.

Patience Is A Virtue, But There Comes A Moment When You Must Stop Being Patient And Take The Day By The Throat And Shake It. If It Fights Back; Fine. I'd Rather End Up Bloody At The End Of The Day, Then Unhurt With No Progress Made, No Knowledge Gained. I'd Rather Have A No, Then Nothing. I'd Forgotten That About Myself.

What We Prefer To Read Is Sort Of Like Sexual Preference, You Like What You Like. Most Of The Time You Have No Clue Why.

Hatred Makes Us All Ugly.