“Word count doesn't tell me when a story ends, my characters will tell me.”
“If you believe in your story, someone else will!”
“Sometimes what you fear the most to do is the very thing that will set you free.”
“He takes my right hand and places it palm down on his chest. Then he traces around it with the pen, craning his neck to see, giving himself double chins.'What are you doing?'He shifts my hand away and starts scratching out letters on his skin. 'I worked out a tattoo - if I had one.'I look at what he's done. He's got the outline of my hand over his heart and in it he's written, Her.”
“I wanted desire that someone set on fire and floated outonto a lake. To ruin entire monarchies with my wanting.”
“Some phone calls he doesn't say much and I know he called just to hear my voice. That's all he wants- to hear me tell him about my day, what the surf's like, what work's like. And that's humbling, knowing that your voice can mean so much to another person.”