I like gardening - it's a place where I find myself when I need to lose myself.

I live in a world where two truths coexist: where both hell and hope lie in the palm of my hand

How could it be that you could love someone so much and keep it secret from yourself as you woke daily so far from home?

But I know I would not go out. I had taken this time to fall in love instead — in love with the sort of helplessness I had not felt in death — the helplessness of being alive, the dark bright pity of being human — feeling as you went, groping in corners and opening your arms to light - all of it part of navigating the unknown.

Ruth hadn't talked to my sister since before my death, and then it was only to excuse herself in the hallway at school. But she'd seen Lindsey walking home with Samuel and seen her smile with him. She watched as my sister said yes to pancakes and no to everything else. She had tried to imagine herself being my sister as she had spent time imagining being me.

Between a man and a woman there was always one person who was stronger than the other one. That doesn’t mean the weaker one doesn’t love the stronger.

Part of the creative process for me is an invitation for readers to follow their imagination.