When I was seventeen, my life changed forever . . .

Being around someone who accepts and supports you will remind you to accept and support yourself.

Nothing about this entire scenario made sense. But who cares? Once in a while, everyone was entitled to be a bit flaky, and now it was his turn.

I suppose I'm most influenced by any good, commercial writer. I learn from everyone.

Were all first loves like that? Somehow she doubted it; even now it struck her as being more real than anything she'd ever known. Sometimes it saddened her to think that she'd never experience that kind of feeling again, but then life had a way of stamping out that intensity of passion; she'd learned all too well that love wasn't always enough.

I would be rejected if I submitted any of my novels as romance novels.

I love you,too, Garrett. But sometimes love isn't enough.