You know, one of my fears about living alone so long is that you get used to doing everything your own way.
I love writing in first person more than third. I have to basically suspend my own world. I don't exist. I'm just a conduit. So I can be eight years old. I can be the mother of a kid that you find out certain things I'm not going to say.
People like to run their mouths.
I want to push the fast-forward button until I get back to happy.
Write from your heart, and God will take care of the rest.
Now, I've been known to be attractive on special occasions, and I do my best to project as much beauty as I can muster from deep inside, though I often fail.