as my o-level results.
i was not ugly. i might never be anything for men to lose their heads about, but i need never again be ugly. this knowledge was like a song within me. suddenly it all came together. if you were healthy, fit, and well-dressed, you could be attractive.
your first book is the only one that matters. perhaps a writer should write only that one. that is the one moment when you make the big leap; the opportunity to express yourself is offered that once, and you untie the knot within you then or never again.
if we do our homework right, never again should an asteroid that can do 