We can change in one day. We can fall in love in one day. Anything can happen in one day.

...being Lulu, it made me realize that all my life I've been living in a small, square room, with no windows and no doors. And I was fine. I was happy, even. I thought. Then someone came along and showed me there was a door in the room. One that I'd never even seen before. Then he opened it for me. Held my hand as I walked through it. And for one perfect day, I was on the other side. I was somewhere else. Someone else. And then he was gone, and I was thrown back into my little room. And now, no matter what I do, I can't seem to find that door.

I can’t imagine what it would be like to have had her company in my head—the comfort that would’ve brought.

All relationships are tough. Just like with music, sometimes you have harmony and other times you have cacophony.

Obey the muse, Liz said. She's a fickle mistress.

It was selfish what I asked her to do, even if it wound up being the most unselfish thing I've ever done.

In the lead-up to the launch of my new book I Was Here, I’ve seen a lot of discussion about depression and suicide and mental health and YA dealing with such intense matters. What I haven’t seen discussed is kittens.