Read This Book. Sometime.

I wrote a book called Lampshades Are For More Than Just Hiding A Lightbulb.  It is about a young girl who was trying to find her place between her own expectations and those of others.  Her name is Lucy and she struggles with contentment, being alluring to men, crochet, her love for words and her inability to write them down, planning things way too far in advance, keeping her room clean, driving fast, and being concerned that she drinks more coffee than she should in any given day.  I think that makes her normal, or at least odd in as many ways (even if different) than other people.  For some reason the book never sold.  Oh. Yeah.  I never wrote it.  Too bad; sounds interesting.