Broken hearts healed. Maybe the cracks were always there, like thin scars, but they healed. People lived and worked, laughed and ate, walked and talked with those cracks For many, even the scars healed and they loved again.

People and relationships never stop being a work in progress

I promised myself that no matter where I went, what I did, I'd never take anything for granted again.

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

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

Every writer has to figure out what works best - and often has to select and discard different tools before they find the one that fits.

That's possible to likely. We're involved, you and me. I'm telling you what I'm going to do because I figure when people are involved, when they matter, they tell each other.