It’s a simple question – what could a woman regret so much that she would give up the only happiness that has come her way to make it right?
The Nostalgia of Books
This week is Thanksgiving here in the United States, a national holiday I’ve always felt was a celebration of food, family and friendship. It’s also a day to be especially thankful for what gifts life has brought.
2600 Paragraphs, One Sentence at a Time
It was weirdly comforting to know she felt things that millions of other women felt. Comforting to think that in the matter of love she might really be … normal.
All Endings Have Beginnings
A problem with ending a story starts at the beginning.
Which Book? What? Oh That Book . . .
Give me a few hints and all the wonderfulness of every story I’ve ever told will come flooding back.