You know reviewers, they are the wind in their own sails.

People ask without wanting to know.

Sadness is more or less like a head cold - with patience, it passes. Depression is like cancer.

...nothing momentous comes in this world unless it comes on the shoulders of kindness.

There was a roaring in my ears and I lost track of what they were saying. I believe it was the physical manifestation of unbearable grief.

Science doesn't tell us what we should do. It only tells us what is.

If my setting is new to a reader, or the concerns of the novel are new, I hope they will learn something about the world. I would like to say that they can trust that what they do learn in the novel will be accurate, because I pay a lot of attention to facts. I do a lot of research to make sure that I'm not giving them, you know, blue moons of Jupiter. It's not science fiction.