When I was a kid... I needed to belong.

Change what you can, accept what you can't, and be smart enough to know the difference

Love grows from the rich foam of forgiveness, mongrels make good dogs, and the evidence of God exists in the roundness of things.

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

I love revising. If you demystify the process, it comes down to four strategies: what can I do to make the draft better; what should I cut out to make it stronger; what do I need to do to clarify it; and finally, what should I reposition.

The evidence of God exists in the roundness of things.

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