I Grew Up In Seattle, But I

How Could They Say That They Truly Loved Each Other? They Had Simply Grown Up Together, Been Children Together, And The Proximity Of It, The Closeness Of It, Had Produced In Them Love S Illusion. And Yet - On The Other Hand - What Was Love If It Wasn't This Instinct She Felt.

That The World Was Silent And Cold And Bare And That In This Lay Its Terrible Beauty

I Grew Up In Seattle, But I Always Knew I Wanted To Leave.

I Write Because Something Inner And Unconscious Forces Me To. That Is The First Compulsion. The Second Is One Of Ethical And Moral Duty. I Feel Responsible To Tell Stories That Inspire Readers To Consider More Deeply Who They Are.

My Father Is A Practicing Criminal Law Attorney In The Seattle Area.