None of my characters are rich or famous, and the situations they find themselves in could happen to anyone.

And for just a fleeting moment, a tiny wisp of time that hung in the air like fireflies in summer skies, she wondered if she was in love with him again.

Things changed, people changed, and the world went rolling along right outside the window.

Now it was coming to an end, and it was like he was watching the last flicker of light wink out in the darkness of an endless tunnel.

a person can get used to anything if given enough time

By reading a lot of novels in a variety of genres, and asking questions, it's possible to learn how things are done - the mechanics of writing, so to speak - and which genres and authors excel in various areas.

It's easy to write something average or even something good. But writing well is quite challenging.