She tastes like nectar and salt. Nectar and salt and apples. Pollen and stars and hinges. She tastes like fairy tales. Swan maiden at midnight. Cream on the tip of a fox’s tongue. She tastes like hope.

Dialogue is the place that books are most alive and forge the most direct connection with readers. It is also where we as writers discover our characters and allow them to become real.

I've always been a reader and a writer.

She knocked and waited, because when the door was opened from within, it had the potential to lead someplace quite different.

Once upon a time, a girl lived in a sandcastle, making monsters to send through a hole in the sky.

The worst moment of one's life could be seared into the memory, brighter than any joy.

Where am I and doing what? You might well ask. Freaky chick, you say? You can't imagine. I am priestess of a sandcastle in a land of dust and starlight.