So now, all alone or not, you gotta walk ahead. Thing to remember is if we're all alone, then we're all together in that too.

It's not about finding Mr Right, or that sort of conventional ending, but I do want my characters to have hope - and that's what I do with all my stories.

Tonight I'm happy. I will worry about tomorrow when tomorrow comes. But I'm getting there.

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

Time cannot be packaged and ribboned and left under trees for christmas morning.Time can't be given.But it can be shared

Elizabeth’s hands flew to her mouth; tears filled her eyes with happiness as she realized he was fulfilling yet another of her and her mother’s intended activities. “Why are you fulfilling all of my mother’s dreams?” she asked, studying his face and searching for answers. “So you don’t run away like she did in search of them,” he replied, taking her hand. “Come on, join in!” he said, leaping around.

I believe in the magic of books. I believe that during certain periods in our lives we are drawn to particular books--whether it's strolling down the aisles of a bookshop with no idea whatsoever of what it is that we want to read and suddenly finding the most perfect, most wonderfully suitable book staring us right in the face. Unblinking. Or a chance meeting with a stranger or friend who recommends a book we would never ordinarily reach for. Books have the ability to find their own way into our lives.