Actually, I love trying to figure out why certain books become hits while others, which may be just as good, have trouble finding an audience.

When you write a book for publication, you're writing it for other people to read.

We all know the sound a camera makes when it snaps a picture. Even some of the digitals do it for nostalgia’s sake.

I wanted to tell you everything. And that hurt because some things were too scary. Some things even I didn’t understand. How could I tell someone—someone I was really talking to for the first time—everything I was thinking? I couldn’t. It was too soon.

How many times had I let myself connect with someone only to have it thrown back in my face?

I was too weak to walk. At least, I thought I was too weak. But in truth, I was too weak to try.

Normally when a person has a stellar image another person's waiting in the wings to tear them apart. They're waiting for that one fatal flaw to expose itself.