I will compensate all your one-inch, two-inch losses because I know how important every inch is to you aged, decrepit men.

I've found that when I'm having trouble solidifying a character or a scene, that music will often free my subconscious just that last little bit to allow me to move forward, and often it's in a direction that I didn't expect, but is 100 percent true to the character.

He didn't want Lucy to grow up feeling alone, surrounded by everything and having nothing.

His eyes met mine at the soft touch, and a chime seemed to shake the ley line, realigning the universe. He was mine.

Come on, Rachel!" Jenks shrilled. "You're a badass, not a bad witch!

But a slow, deeply satisfied smile came over him, and his breath quickened. 'So softly it starts,' he whispered. 'Foolishly clever and with an unsurvivable trust. It just saved your miserable life, that questionable show of thought, my itchy-witch.' Al’s smile shifted, becoming lighter. 'And now you will live to possibly regret it.

Growing up is hard, love. Otherwise everyone would do it.