Fierce praying was a way of finding entrance and prologue into my own writing.
My Losing Season: A MemoirWhat were you like," I asked her. "we're you happy? Or were you smiling because they told you to?
Memoirs of a Teenage AmnesiacBut now, at this moment, you can't hook your boat to mine, 'cause I'm liable to sink us both. (222)
Memoirs of a Teenage Amnesiac...what argument is left with someone you love if she is willing to break your heart?
Memoir from Antproof CaseLesson learned: If a guy tells you you’re his second choice, don’t make him your first.
Spilled Perfume: A MemoirWhat we wait around a lifetime for with one person, we can find in a moment with someone else.
Straight Up and Dirty: A MemoirSometimes you have to travel back in time, skirting the obstacles, in order to love someone.
Under Magnolia: A Southern Memoir