Enough Madness? Enough? And How Do You

Life Doesn't Have Plots And Subplots And Denouements. It's Just A Big Collection Of Loose Ends And Dangling Threads That Never Get Explained.

I'm At A Stage In My Career Where I Don't Expect Or Get Too Much Editorial Input Into What I'm Doing. I Have A Proven Track Record Of Success, So My Editors Are Willing To Cut Me Some Slack Even When A Particular Approach Is Not To Their Personal Taste.

Then I Reminded Myself That All Intelligent Children Suffer Bad Dreams.

Talking To Oneself, I Have Often Thought, Is The Best Way To Be Sure Of Intelligent And Witty Conversation.

I Will Rise From The Darkness, Shining Like The Morning Star. Illuminated Woman Am I.