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

I'm grateful for my children, who are slowly emerging to become their own wonderful, interesting, compassionate young adults - which makes me believe that along the way I must have done something right.

There was no easy switch that she could flip to stem the flow of feelings, no way to drain the memories that pooled like acid in her stomach because her heart no longer knew what to do with them.

You know, the mind is a remarkable thing. Just because you can't see the wound doesn't mean it isn't hurting. It scars all the time, but it heals.

To me, a good event is governed by the audience.

Or. I hate that word. It’s two letters long and stuffed to the gills with reasonable doubt.

I love meeting my readers - so the more I can talk to at one event the better!