Ocupation: Novelist
Life: b. March 16, 1952
Birthday: March 16
I could hardly get a boy to look at me. All right, they'd look, they'd even take me out, but no one asked for a second date. I was too nasty, a real wise guy, and all the boys could tell what my rotten disposition was. Deep down, I wanted a commitment with a capital C. To get anywhere with me, a boy would have to sign his undying loyalty with his own blood.
source: Alice Hoffman (2000). “Local Girls”, p.46, Penguin Group
topic: Wise, Loyalty, Real, Wise Guy