I'm not a writer. Ernest Hemingway was a writer. I just have a vivid imagination and type 90 WPM.
It is assured that men of all ages imagine a woman naked when they first meet.
I believe the world is divided in three groups: givers, takers and the few that can balance both impulses. Giving and loving is a beautiful thing. It is the currency of compassion and kindness, it is what separates good people from the rest. And without it, the world would be a bleak place. If you are a giver, it is wise to define your boundaries because takers will take what you allow them to; all givers must learn to protect that about themselves or eventually, there is nothing left to give.
Women that can work a camera with ease often work men just as effortlessly for both require the same commitment to vanity and manipulation.
While writing is like a joyful release, editing is a prison where the bars are my former intentions and the abusive warden my own neuroticism.
If the novel is dead, I'm a necrophiliac.
