After I got my BA in Creative Writing, I realized that I needed to take many more writing classes in order to write well enough. In 2004, I finally took a poetry writing class at California State University, Los Angeles. Since it was a poetry writing class, I didn't learn what I wanted to learn about writing fiction. Also, even though I knew I needed help with my writing, I was not always happy with my fellow classmates' critiques in the workshops. They made suggestions I disagreed with and overlooked what I myself thought needed improving. After taking that class, I wrote the stories, poems, and plays in this book. When I wrote, I felt that the pieces needed more real life experiences in them, but I didn't know how to incorporate those experiences into them. Then I took a writing class that teaches how to write articles and short stories, and found what I was looking for. It said that the trend in fiction now is stories about realistic people we can all relate to. I think that's what I will try to do with my writing now, now that I've written about green missionaries from heaven, orange people from another planet, and a hand that grew out of my dining table that has a life of its own.