I think I write fiction for the opportunity to get beyond the limits of my own life.

I work hard, do my best and send it out to the world hoping that people can relate to it. I accept any reaction and hope they think it is worth reading.

Love is like breathing, you take it in and let it out.

Human behavior in the midst of hardship caught my attention very early on, and my first stories were all pictures, no words.

Love comes in far more shapes and sizes than what the family-values crowd condones, of course.

A woman who surrenders her freedom need not surrender her dignity.

The seeker embarks on a journey to find what he wants and discovers, along the way, what he needs.