Words have weight, something once said cannot be unsaid. Meaning is like a stone dropped into a pool; the ripples will spread and you cannot know what back they wash against.

One never gets the same summer twice.

In a way. Magic is the act of making a wish come about. Like praying, like plotting, like herbs, like exerting your will on the world, making something happen.

If it has to be done at all, it must be done with grace.

... all that that I learn just teaches me that I know nothing.

I have learned the power of surviving.

I am in the interesting position of being sometimes skimmed by the critics and called literature and sometimes called historical fiction.