and standing before me a bloodied bottle of Absolut in her hand, is Mrs. Allington, her pink jogging suit drenched, her chest heaving, her eyes filled with contempt as she stared down at Rachel's prone body. Mrs. Allington shakes her head. "I'm a size twelve," she says.

Screenwriting is a much more collaborative effort. When you write a novel, it's just you, with input from your editor.

And you can't have two stars in one relationship. Somebody has to be willing to be the wagon...at lease some of the time

I was an unhappy child, and that puts me off having a child of my own.

When he smiled, something strange happened to my insides. It was like they turned to liquid.

I snatched the paper away from Dopey. "Hey," he yelled. "I was reading that!" "Let somebody who can pronounce all the big words have a try," I said.

Whoa. If high school was suppose to be the best years of my life - at least so far - I was truly destined to have a sucky adulthood.