It's Amazing To Me How

Sorrow Comes With So Many Defense Mechanisms. You Have Your Shock, Your Denial, Your Getting Wasted, Your Cracking Jokes, And Your Religion. You Also Have The Old Standby Catchall—the Blind Belief In Fate, The Whole "things Happening For A Reason" Drill.

I Try To Be True To The Characters That I've Created And Sometimes I Disagree With Them, But Their Opinions About The Story And The Characters Really Matter To Me.

It's A Funny Thing - When I'm Crazed With Work, Spending Time With My Children Relaxes Me. Yet, At The End Of A Long Weekend With Them, The Very Thing I Need To Relax Is A Little Work And Time Away From Them!

Things Certainly Aren't The Way You Imagine Them When You're A Kid And Dreaming Big Dreams About What Your Life As A Grown-up Will Look Like.

There Are People And Places And Events You'd Prefer To Forget Or At Least Gloss Over. In The End, You Can Slap A Pretty Label On It - Like Serendipity Or Fate. Or You Can Believe That It's Just The Random Way Life Unfolds.