I used to get a lot of letters from prisoners. It used to get on my nerves. Especially family members. Everybody's innocent.

I want to push the fast-forward button until I get back to happy.

You know, one of my fears about living alone so long is that you get used to doing everything your own way.

It's sad to think that we've gotten to this, that we actually have to think about how to go about finding a man. But what's even sadder is that some men make you feel guilty for looking.

I was tired of chasing ghosts, hollow men who were outside my comfort zone, men who had nothing to give me except a rush. It was all I asked for, and all I ever got.

I let my characters do the talking, simple as that.

life is like a jigsaw puzzle, you have to see the whole picture, then put it together piece by piece!