With so many brothers, I could always find a pair of shorts to borrow and run around in.

I'm not sure why my muse is female, except when I am deliberately playing against that figure.

Note, the reply will not be "I write," an act that I have, after all, been performing since I was nine.

One should be able to teach adequately and feel good about it.

It's why muse is so impatient with me. I don't ever go to her until after the teaching or whatever is over.

Even today, I'm much more comfortable dressed in a male kind of way.

I'm surrounded by men, and the muse is complaining that I have neglected her.