The human heart was such a complex organ, fragile and sturdy all at once.

My adult life has been a patchwork of projects, most of which were fleeting fancies of overreaching vision. I tend to seize on things, only to abandon them due to a lack of time, talent or inclination.

It is a great virtue to be needed. Greater, even, than being liked

On Sunday, something washed up on shore.

Tell the story that's in your heart, and don't hold back. Write a book the reader will want to melt into.

Fear and love were sometimes the same thing both necessary unavoidable. Now she understood that it was okay to bleed if you know how to heal.

I lived in upstate New York until I was ten years old and we moved overseas. I have a lot of nostalgic memories of that part of the world, and I love going back there by writing the Lakeshore books.