There's no style, nobody dresses up-you can't be chic [in San Francisco]

At the moment, I'm enjoying John Grisham quite a bit.

You could never predict what would happen. There was an element of destiny in everything that one could never account for.

Not everyone is meant to stay forever.

I always try to write about believable people.

I love what I do. I'm so lucky.

Her life was beginning to make sense again, although she couldn’t say she was enjoying it. But her mind was clear, and her heart was not constantly as heavy. Only when she thought about him. But she knew that in time, she’d survive it. She had done it before and would again. Eventually the heart repairs.