I Have Never Stopped Considering Not Becoming

Yet For All The Depression No One Ever Quit. When Someone Quit, We Couldn't Believe It. 'i'm Becoming A Rafting Instructor On The Colorado River,' They Said. 'i'm Touring College Towns With My Garage Band.' We Were Dumbfounded. It Was Like They Were From Another Planet. Where Had They Found The Derring-do? What Would They Do About Car Payments? We Got Together For Going Away Drinks On Their Final Day And Tried To Hide Our Envy While Reminding Ourselves That We Still Had The Freedom And Luxury To Shop Indiscriminately.

I Believe People Think As A Group More Often Than We Might Realize Or Care To Admit. We Like To Believe That We Act As Individuals And Nothing More, But Time And Again - In Corporations And Business, In Politics And Religion, In Fashion And Culture, And In Friendships And Social Circles - We Think And Do As One.

I Can't Trace Thematic Similarities Between Then We Came To The End And The Unnamed To A Life Event; I Think It's More Just A Natural Progression As A Writer. Everything Changes In The Second Book - Tonally, Character-wise, Situationally - And On Top Of That, I Think I Wanted A Challenge. I Wanted To See If I Could Do It.

She Looks At Herself In The Mirror. The Idea Is To Look Sexy Again. And For Whom Exactly? Yourself, Of Course. Yes, Well, That's All Wonderfully Self-affirming And Very Strong-minded As Any Decent Woman Should Be These Days, But Let's Just Face Facts Here And Say That When A Woman - No, When A Person Is Thinking About Feeling Sexy, It Is Always With The Idea Of Someone Else In Mind.

I Don't Write Directly On To The Computer Because I Don't Think Well Facing Forward With Fingers On A Keyboard. I Think Better Looking Down Holding A Pen. And The Concentration Quotient Of Pen And Paper Is Higher Than When I'm Moving Words Around On Screen.