When Heaven Breaks, Who Fixes It?

Superheroes Were Born In The Minds Of People Desperate To Be Rescued.

And The Very Act Of Living Is A Tide; At First It Seems To Make No Difference At All, And Then One Day You Look Down And See How Much Pain Has Eroded

I Don't Base My Books On My Life (thank Goodness) And I Don't Pick The Topic First. In Fact, The Topic Picks Me - Via A Question I Can't Answer As A Mom, A Wife, A Woman, An American. I Find Myself Wondering "what If..." And It Blossoms Into A Whole Novel.

You Can Touch Everything And Be Connected To Nothing.

Where You Come From Does Matter -- But Not Nearly As Much As Where You Are Headed.