It's hard to be the one always waiting. I mean, there's something to be said for the hero who charges off to battle, but when you get right down to it there's a whole story in who's left behind.

I think the 'New York Times' reviews overall tend to overlook popular fiction, whether you're a man, woman, white, black, purple or pink. I think there are a lot of readers who would like to see reviews that belong in the range of commercial fiction rather than making the blanket assumption that all commercial fiction is unworthy.

My grandmother told me that her father used to ask her a riddle: What must you break apart in order to bring a family close together? Bread, of course.

I know what it's like when the things you believe make you feel like you're on the outside looking in.

I think this is every mother's worst nightmare - something dreadful happening to her child.

When the door opens, I realize that the only thing worse than waiting is the moment you realize a decision has been made.

Having a fantasy come true doesn't always mean it will be permanent.