Some Things Are Too Big To Be

You're Brave. You Are The Bravest Person I Know, And You Are My Friend. I Don't Care If You Are Imaginary.

I Lived In Books More Than I Lived Anywhere Else.

They Were Not My Friends, After All. They Were Just The People I Went To School With.

And, Selfish And Scared, I Wonder How Much More He Has To Give.

I Suspect That Most Authors Don't Really Want Criticism, Not Even Constructive Criticism. They Want Straight-out, Unabashed, Unashamed, Fulsome, Informed, Naked Praise, Arriving By The Shipload Every Fifteen Minutes Or So.