The Wild Girls

I read books when I was a kid, lots of books. Books always seemed like magic to me. They took you to the most amazing places. When I got older, I realized I couldn’t find books that took me to all the places I wanted to go. To go to those places, I had to write some books myself.

I've learned to write the truth. But to do that, I had to figure out what the truth was-and I had to realize that the truth isn't always the same for everyone. I had to realize that my truth may not be the same as your truth.

Sometimes, you gotta believe something crazy. Because all the other things you could believe hurt too much.

You are afraid of us. You are afraid because you don't know what we might do.

I thought it was a really good story,' Cindy said. She was trying to make me feel better, I think. 'I liked the way it ended. When I was halfway through, I was thinking that maybe some handsome prince was going to show up and save the princess.' 'She didn't need a handsome prince,' I said. 'Those wild girls did just fine on their own.

Verla says that nobody thinks of himself as a villain. Even the nastiest person thinks that he is in the right.

I wasn't wearing war paint. But that didn't matter. I didn't need war paint. I was a different person than I had been, back then.

But when you write something down, you have to think it all the way through. Sometimes, I'm not even sure how I feel about something until I write a story about it. I figure it out while I'm writing the story.

We talked about each story for a while, and then Verla talked about heroes and villains. 'Nobody is all good or all bad,' she told us. 'The world is painted in shades of gray.