And Although One Broken Heart Doesn't Make

And Then There Is Our Personal History. Memories Only We Share. Things Not Another Living Soul Would Understand.

Throughout The Ordeal, I Learned That Getting Mad Was Easier Than Being Sad. Anger Was Something I Could Control. I Could Settle Into An Easy Rhythm Of Blame And Hate. Focus My Energy On Something Than The Ache In My Heart.

I Think That We Have To Consciously Be Aware That Every Moment We're In, Every Different Stage In Our Lives, We Can Control.

I Like To Match What I Wear To My Book Jacket - It's A Little Bit Cheesy, But It's My Thing.

I Try To Write About Real Women, Real People - In Other Words Flawed Characters. I Find Flawed Characters Much More Interesting Than Perfect Ones And Enjoy The Challenge Of Making Readers Root For Them In Spite Of Their Unsympathetic Path And Destructive Choices. Life Is About The Gray Areas. Things Are Seldom Black And White, Even When We Wish They Were And Think They Should Be, And I Like Exploring This Nuanced Terrain.