At Some Point You’ll Have To Get

As A Novelist, I'm Incredibly Lucky To Make A Living, But That Doesn't Mean That I Don't Lie Awake At Four O'clock In The Morning, Worrying.

These Days Grief Seems Like Walking On A Frozen River; Most Of The Time He Feels Safe Enough, But There Is Always That Danger That He Will Plunge Through.

Better By Far To Be Good And Courageous And Bold And To Make Difference. Not Change The World Exactly, But The Bit Around You

She Shouldn't Speak Her Thoughts; Nothing Good Ever Came Of Speaking Your Thoughts.

For Some Time Now She Has Had The Conviction That Life Is About To Change If Only Because It Must. . . .