Liam really enjoyed a good movie. He found it restful to watch people's conversations without being expected to join in. But he always felt sort of lonesome if he didn't have someone next to him to nudge in the ribs at the good parts.

He was wondering if there was some cryptic, cultish mark on his door that told all the crazy people he'd have trouble saying no.

You think we're a family,' Cody said, turning back. 'You think we're some jolly, situation-comedy family when we're in particles, torn apart, torn all over the place, and our mother was a witch.

It seems to me that since I've had children, I've grown richer and deeper. They may have slowed down my writing for a while, but when I did write, I had more of a self to speak from.

I'm beginning to think that maybe it's not just how much you love someone. Maybe what matters is who you are when you're with them.

My writing day has grown shorter as I've aged, although it seems to produce the same number of pages.

Once upon a time, there was a woman who discovered she had turned into the wrong person.