I shouldn't have eavesdropped, but sometimes, that's the only way to find out the truth.

You need to learn to write on demand, and to get critiqued without flinching. When someone can rip your work to shreds without it feeling as though your arm has been hacked off, you're ready to send your novel off to an agent.

Just so you know, when they say "once upon a time"....they're lying. It's not once upon a time. Its not even twice upon a time. It's hundreds of times, over and over, every time someone opens up the pages of this dusty old book.

Me, I was already jaded and tarnished, skeptical that a fantasy world could keep reality at bay.

That's the strange thing about being a mother: until you have a baby, you don't even realize how much you were missing one

What we all want, really, is to be loved. That craving drives our worst behavior.

It's crazy, right? To love someone who's hurt you? It's even crazier to think that someone who hurts you loves you.