I'm a small girl with big dreams. my life isn't perfect, but i wouldn't have it any other way. this is a sampling of my life.
you can expect: theater, broadway, love, acceptance, dreams, Europe, friendship, and a pinch of baking.
In another passage, she remembers an episode in which Mrs W burned all the books she had bought and hidden under her mattress, and marks it out as the moment which forged the shape of her fiction. As she sees the detritus of burnt fragments of books lying in the yard, she reflects: “It is probably why I write as I do – collecting the scraps, uncertain of continuous narrative.