Writing is never, ever easy but I wake up every morning grateful for the gift of being able to do this.
What mortal knew the way their fate line would run?
Irritation for some men was their response to strain.
It can be hard to write a skillfully entertaining fiction, but a great book wants to be more, and wants more from us.
We salvage what we can, what truly matters to us, even at the gates of despair.
She was owner and captive, both, of a bitterly divided heart.