But with your life you make a few bad decisions, get unlucky a few times, whatever, but you have to keep going, right?

Deep down, underneath all his layers of stupidity, he’s a really good man. He may act out far too many selfish thoughts, says all the wrong things at all the wrong times, but behind closed doors he’s a best friend. I understand that he has idiotic tendencies and I can still love him for it. He may not be someone that you feel comfortable sitting next to at a dinner party but for me, he’s someone that I feel comfortable sharing my life with.

Some people say that you shouldn't operate from a place of fear but if there is no fear, how is there a challenge?

His entired life bundled into wenty refuse sacks. His and her memories bundle away in Holly's mind. Each item unearthed dust, tears, laughter and memories. She bagged the items, cleared the dust, wiped her eyes and filed away the memories.

I always want my books to reach a positive point in the end.

Sometimes wrong numbers are the right numbers

I just need to do something new.... I've got the big remote control of life in my hands, and I'm ready to start pushing some buttons.