Creative work is incredibly difficult, and that is where the tests lie.

I am not interested in genres. I am interested in doing the best work I can in whatever medium.

We continue to love in spite of the pain, tears & heartbreak. Perhaps the pain makes us stronger, the tear makes us braver & the heartbreak makes us wiser.

Truth for anyone is a very complex thing. For a writer, what you leave out says as much as those things you include. What lies beyond the margin of the text? The photographer frames the shot; writers frame their world.

I don't like to think of myself as an insincere person but if I say I love you and I don't mean it then what else am I? Will I cherish you, adore you, make way for you, make myself better for you, look at you and always see you, tell you the truth? And if love is not those things then what things?

Creative work is incredibly difficult, and that is where the tests lie.

Perhaps the universe is a memory of our mistakes.