A miracle that can never be: your face, your hands, pledged to me. Votes: 5
Like a soldier back from battle you fill my vision. You're a flood, a baptism I'd forgotten, and the force of you leaves me breathless. Votes: 3
And what rules of economy dictate that a boy without a foot is more whole than a girl without a tongue? Votes: 3
The people you save won't celebrate you. They'll gather the wood and cheer while you burn. Votes: 3
I nod. Young love is not always forever. I know. Votes: 3
It's a cold world when no one will touch you. Votes: 3
Did we risk our lives to defend a just society, where guilt must be proven and not assumed? Or are we no better than the oppressive kings from whom our fathers fled? Votes: 3
The fuzzy boundary lines between different readership ages have always puzzled me, so these days I just write what comes, and assume I can fix the mess later with an editor's help. Votes: 0
I have to trust that if a story is strong, it can find its readership, and good editors can steer me well. Votes: 0
There is a curious comfort in letting go. After the agony, letting go brings numbness, and after the numbness, clarity. As if I can see the world for the first time, and my place in it, independent of you, a whole vista of what may be. Even if it is not grand or inspiring, it is real and solid, unlike the fantasy I've built around you. I will do this. I will triumph over you. Votes: 0
I don't believe in miracles, but if the need is great, a girl might make her own miracle. Votes: 0
I always want readers to lose themselves completely in a story and feel something, whatever the book invites them to feel. That experience is the best takeaway any book can offer. Votes: 0