There's a certain class of people who will do you in and then remain completely mystified by the depth of your pain.

Give yourself time to get better.

A is for Alibi, my first book, was published in 1982. As it happened the next couple of books took place in June and August of that year. Without meaning to I painted myself into a corner. The other issue was the aging process. I did not want my main character to age one year for every book so I slowed the whole process down. This way I could get through all 26 letters of the alphabet without making her 109 years old in 2015. I might end the series in either 1990 or on New Years Eve 1989.

School was a source of great suffering to me, but once I learned to read, I disappeared into books, where I was a happy visitor to all the worlds that sprang full-blown from the printed page.

In my opinion, there's no condition in life that can't be ameliorated by a dose of junk food.

Sometimes I wonder what the difference is between being cautious and being dead.

You can't make anyone love you and you can't stop anyone from dying.