To Fred, those years seemed to pass like quickly skimming a book and then finding the ending wasn't what he expected. He wished he'd paid more attention to the story.

Love always hurts. That’s one thing I know you know. But it’s worth it. That’s what you don’t know. Yet.

It had always fascinated him that she'd consumed so many words, that her head was full of stories, told a thousand different ways.

The words were strung in the air like garland. She could almost see them.

I should let people in. If they leave, they leave. If I break, I break. It happens to everyone. Right?

Fate never promises to tell you everything up front. You aren't always shown the path in life you're supposed to take. But if there was one thing she'd learned in the past few weeks, it was that sometimes, when you're really lucky, you meet someone with a map.

My writing process is very organic. I start with an idea. I have the general story arc and the cast. But then I sit down to write, and things change.