I procrastinate in spades. In my defence, I also try to have all other distractions solved before I can concentrate on writing. My small theory is that to write for three hours, you need to feel like you have three days. To write for three days, you need to feel like you've got three weeks, and so on.

Liesel's blood had dried inside of her. It crumbled. She almost broke into pieces on the steps.

I certainly wasn't born with creative writing. Maybe there's a certain amount of learning and then it's up to the person. I think in the end it's your favourite books that are the best teachers. That's the way I've learned the most, by far.

Why me?' I ask God. God says nothing. I laugh and the stars watch. It's good to be alive.

How do you tell if something's alive? You check for breathing.

Shadows of cloud lurked in the water, like holes the sun forgot about.

Like most misery, it started with apparent happiness.