I laugh, in thought. "Do you remember when my parents went out of town and left me at home? You dropped me off and said you would pick me up after pratice. Well I called you and your stupid phone was off. Then it started, so I had to walk home in the rain." I tell him. "I could not let you let you live that down, so I went to your house, soaking wet and made you feel bad."
Sometimes the smallest things take up the most room in your heart -Winnie the Pooh
Surround yourself with people who are serious about being writers, and who will tell you, ‘Hey—you can do better than this.’ Who will be critical of your work, but also supportive. And who will not be competitive in a negative way. — Isabel Quintero
