If you ask me, music is the language of memory

If you've lived through it, you already know there are no words that will ever come close to describing it, and if you didn't - you will never understand.

It still hurts," she whispered. "Even when you're doing it for someone else, that doesn't stop your ribs from getting cracked, or your wrist swelling, or your cuts from bleeding.

I've always sort of wondered: If everyone else's opinion is what matters, then do you ever really have one of your own?

If you read the first page of one of my novels, I can guarantee that you will read the last one. This isn't just social commentary. This is also about writing good page-turners. I want people to keep reading.

It's about a girl who is on the cusp of becoming someone.. A girl who may not know what she wants right now, and she may not know who she is right now, but who deserves the chance to find out.

One person's trauma is another's loss of innocence.