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My Idea For Boneman's Daughters Came From The Loss Of My Own Daughter When She Left Home To Live With A Monster At Age 18. I Wanted To Throttle The Man, But She Was In Love, So All I Could Do Was Hope, Pray And Cry.

But Sometimes Imperfect Tools Lead Us Toward Perfect Ends.

Adrenaline Dulls Reason; Panic Kills It.

The World Didn’t Like To Look At The Dark Underside Very Often. But That Didn’t Change The Ugliness; It Only Ensured That Those Who Perpetuated The Ugliness Were Left Alone To Kill And Maim And Rape.

It Is Critical That Writers Who Embrace The Light Of Christ's Redemptive Love Characterize The Darkness Arrayed Against Us In A Way That Is Consistent With Its True Nature.