I met a boy once, and we made out in the back of his car during his break at work. The next day he told me, I wasn't the girl for him because I didn't sit in the back of coffee shops drawing pictures and smoking cigarettes. So I started sitting in the back of coffee shops and drawing pictures. Drawing pictures turned to writing stories and three years later I'm publishing my first book. I guess I should thank that boy, for making me into the kind of girl that sits in coffee shops drawing pictures and smoking cigarettes.