I lived through a classic publishing story. My editor was fired a month before the book came out. The editor who took it over already had a full plate. It was never advertised. We didn't get reviewed in any major outlets.

Making plans is a game. Life chooses for you.

He was golden and beautiful as a sunset.

I moved my arms through the water, feeling them float on the surface, watching the waves and wake that followed my gesture. Here was magic, I thought. Here was something holy.

Biblical names are hot again.

The other reason women wanted daughters was to keep their memories alive.

It was one of those perfect fall days when the air is cool enough to wake you up but the sun is also kissing your face.