That was the thing. You just never knew. Forever was so many different things. It was always changing, it was what everything was really all about.

But even more so, it reminded me that this was all really happening. Stanford. The end of the summer. The beginning of my real life. It was no longer just creeping up, peeking over the horizon, but instead lingering in plain sight.

How fast were you?" Wes asked me. I said, "Not that fast." "You mean you couldn't... fly?" he said, smiling at me.

And like my dad always said, the first step is always the hardest.

I wanted to be somewhere else ... Someplace where the sight of me sobbing would tie me to no one and no one to me.

Some writers pick a topic and write around that, but I like to include it all.

I think as a writer one of the benefits is that you can put things that you're interested in into your books. I always have put a lot of food and restaurants because I was a waitress and I love to eat.