I think writer is a word without gender, and a good writer observes, absorbs, hopefully empathizes then translates that into character and story. You don’t have to do or be or have experienced, traveled to, but you have to imagine all of that, very well–and believe it completely during the bubble of the work.

Grudges are bridges with faulty spans. Falling off one is a lot more rewarding than getting stuck on the other side.

She surrounded herself with books at work and at home. Her living space was a testament to her first and abiding love with shelves jammed with books tables crowded with them. She saw them not only as knowledge entertainment comfort even sanity but as a kind of artful decoration.

He was one of the many toads you have to go through to find the prince.

You're the love of my life. I don't care how corny that sounds. You're the start of it, and the end of it. And you're the best of it.

Love and magic have a great deal in common. They enrich the soul, delight the heart. And they both take practice.

Don't give up on your own happy-evers.