Amazing, Yetta Thought. Back Home I Couldn't

The Government Justifies Keeping Everyone Else In Poverty Because People Seem To Work The Hardest When They're Right On The Edge Of Survival.

The Sudden Silence Is Horrifying, And It Seems To Catch My Mother Off Guard. A Tiny Whimper Escapes Her, The Sound Amplified In The Stillness. Surely, My Father Hears Her Now; Surely He And I Can't Go On Pretending She Isn't Crying.

I Snorted "oh, Beauty. What's That Good For?" Mary Stared, Her Eyes Round. "it Won You The Prince, Did It Not?" I Snorted Again, I Prefer To Think That He Was Captivated By My Charming Personality." I Giggled To Let Mary Know I Was Trying To Make Fun Of Myself.

I Like To Know What I'm Celebrating Before I Put On A Party Hat.

After Ive Sent My Revised Draft To My Agent And Editor, They Suggest More Improvement Sand Again, This Revision Phase Can Take Anywhere From A Few Hours To A Few Months.