Only the forgotten are truly dead.

The dead do not hurt you; only the living do.

The heart makes its choices without weighing the consequences. It doesn't look ahead to the lonely nights that follow.

My childhood was spent in my local library in a San Diego suburb. It's where I became a writer - by 1st becoming a reader!

She now knew her death was inevitable, and with that acceptance came liberation. The courage of the condemned.

The most intimate feeling people can share is neither love nor hate, but pain.

I devote most of my day to writing, and try to turn out at least four pages a day. As for what triggers the creative process, it's a mystery to me! Characters often just walk on the page and I wait to see what they do and say while I'm writing them.