I Am Clumsy, A Late And Nervous

I'm A Huge Planner, More And More So As The Years Go By.

I Watch His Hands, They're Lumpy But Clever. "is There A Word For Adults When They Aren't Parents?" Steppa Laughs. "folks With Other Things To Do?

If You Have Written Something That The Film People Want, Like A Book, It Does Give You A Way In.

[e]verywhere I'm Looking At Kids, Adults Mostly Don't Seem To Like Them, Not Even The Parents Do. They Call The Kids Gorgeous And So Cute, They Make The Kids Do The Thing All Over Again So They Can Take A Photo, But They Don't Want To Actually Play With Them, They'd Rather Drink Coffee Talking To Other Adults. Sometimes There's A Small Kid Crying And The Ma Of It Doesn't Even Hear.

When People Write To Me With Stories, They Are Never Ones That Work For Me. There's Something Mysterious About Which Ones Catch You.