I Can See The Warmth. He's Falling

If My Writing Comes To A Halt, I Head To The Shops: I Find Them Very Inspirational. And If I Get Into Real Trouble With My Plot, I Go Out For A Pizza With My Husband.

There's Nothing Like Your Mother's Sympathetic Voice To Make You Want To Burst Into Tears.

Suddenly I've Had Enough Of All This. I've Had Enough Of Being Made To Feel Insecure And Paranoid And Wondering What's Going On

It Was In The Forest. No One Saw It Or Heard It. So Did It Actually Happen?

I Love All My Characters. I Love Their Weaknesses And Flaws. I Feel Like They're All My Best Friends And I Adore Being With Them.