A WOMAN IS OFTEN MEASURED by the things she cannot control. She is measured by the way her body curves or doesn't curve, by where she is flat or straight or round. She is measured by inches and ages and numbers, by all the outside things that don't ever add up to who she is on the inside. And so, if a woman is to be measured, let her be measured by who she is. Because everyone knows measurements are only statistics. And STATISTICS LIE.

Who is Lynne Wisman?

That's a good question. There isn't a simple answer. Lynne is a prisoner, serving a lifetime sentence for her love of language, psychology, philosopy, human nature, and people. She's psychologically chained to a modem and computer in a vacant bedroom that became available when a 14 year-old son and his aging dog defected to an empty bedroom in the another corner of the house.

The dog slept in her new location one night before she decided she wasn't about to be removed from a room she'd slept in for 14 years. Without a second thought, she abandoned the boy and now sleeps beneath my computer desk. The dog is unhappy with my presence and I with her's, yet we're both smart enough to know neither is leaving. There is little chance of parole from our personal obsessions.

There is little about my life that is glamorous and I wouldn't have it any other way. I already have the best things in life: freedom, a wonderful family, loyal and loving friends, and good health. Perhaps the nicest thing that has come my way in recent years is the contacts I've made with so many wonderful people through my published work. They are ordinary, decent Americans with the same concerns I have. If I have a defined mission, it is to relate to those who are struggling with the same problems and issues I find frustrating, and to ask some very important questions that demand intelligent answers.

Few of us leave anything behind when our life is finished. It's not important to leave anything behind. What's important is to do something worthwhile for humanity while we're here. If my combination of words encourages one individual to think twice about a choice, or to do something of value for another, then I've accomplished what I needed to do.

Someone once asked what I was "for". I can't list all the things I'm "for", because there are too many wonderful things about my life and the country I live in to catagorize. I will tell you what I'm "against", and that is anything that offends or injures decent, innocent people. Perhaps some of my "fors" are your "againsts", but I'm not afraid to stand up for what I believe in and you shouldn't be either.

I will tell you now that I believe in God, marriage, family, the value of a good education, and personal and social responsibility. I'm not comfortable with abortion, homosexuality and homosexual rights, victimization, drugs, and our twisted sense of good and evil. I don't like the news media's attitude or their mission. And I can't stand the Simpsons.

Stay with me. You won't be sorry...