Keeping up the appearance of having all your marbles is hard work, but important.

I hate this bizarre policy of protective exclusion, because it effectively writes me off the page.

Must protect my little pockets of happiness.

I tend not to think about the reading public at all, or the business, when I'm writing.

Do you have any idea how much an elephant drinks?

When will people learn that just because you can make something doesn’t mean you should?

I stroke her lightly, memorizing her body. I want her to melt into me, like butter on toast. I want to absorb her and walk around for the rest of my days with her encased in my skin. I lie motionless, savoring the feeling of her body against mine. I'm afraid to breathe in case I break the spell.