I can never say what I want to say, it's been like this for a while now. I try to say something but all I get are wrong words - the wrong words or the exact opposite words from what I mean. I try to correct myself, and that only makes it worse. I lose track of what I was trying to say to begin with. It's like I'm split in two and playing tag with myself. One half is chasing this big, fat post. The other me has the right words, but this can't catch her.

I'm always tripped up by the eternal who am I?

But if something did happen, it happened. Whether it's right or wrong. I accept everything that happens, and that's how I became the person I am now.

If writing novels is like planting a forest, then writing short stories is more like planting a garden.

Good style happens in one of two ways: the writer either has an inborn talent or is willing to work herself to death to get it.

Sometimes taking time is actually a shortcut.

I never made any plan before writing, however I succeeded. I enjoyed writing with excitement ,"what happen on the next page?"