But there was something I liked about the idea of those seeds buried so deep having at least a chance to emerge

Editing is hard but nowhere NEAR as tough as facing that blank page and blinking cursor each day. You're all alone and no one else can do it. At least with editing you have someone in the trench with you.

I always thought I was different.

Please. She sighed. 'Can't a girl have high standards? I don't want an ordinary boy.

If you were dead," Owen told her, "you'd have bigger problems than what you were wearing.

Let's just start and see what happens.

Odd how it was so easy for a stranger to assume such familiarity. Especially when those who were supposed to know you best often didn't, not at all.