Marriage is about compromise; it’s about doing something for the other person, even when you don’t want to.
People are self-absorbed. I think that the mass ability of communication now probably allows individuals to meet more self-absorbed individuals. It has certainly changed the way that people meet.
Believe it or not, I don’t collaborate with women, though my agent and editor are both females. For the most part, they do little editing on my characters.
Frugality, I’ve learned, has its own cost, one that sometimes lasts forever.
Katie smiled and turned away, knowing it wasn’t an illusion or a figment of her imagination. She knew what she saw. She knew what she believed.
Inspiration can come from anywhere – an image, a comment, something that’s happened to me or someone I know. It’s hard to know exactly.
I’ll be the light in the window.
It is the possibility that keeps me going, and though you may call me a dreamer or a fool or any other thing, I believe that anything is possible.
If you’re going to sit on someone’s tombstone, you might as well know something about them, right?
Love is a wonderful thing. It makes life worthwhile. I love being in love.
The general rule is that my life is focused on the present, and very little on the past. If anything, I’m a little bit more focused toward the future.
As the warm air blew in the car, simple snapshots of the life they’d lived together surfaced in his mind; but as always, those images led inexorably to their final day together.
I’m sure you think that I don’t understand what you’re going through, but I do. It’s just that sometimes, our future is dictated by what we are, opposed to what we want.
My novels are in the literature section as opposed to the romance section of bookstores because they’re not romance novels. If I tried to have them published as romances, they’d be rejected. I write dramatic fiction; a further sub-genre would classify them as love stories.
It is life, I think, to watch the water. A man can learn so many things.
If I tried to write long-hand, I suppose I’d never finish a novel. I edit too much as I write – the paper would be “white-out” and sharpie marks. Writing with a computer works for me, so I stick with it.
We’d met at a carefree time, a moment full of promise, in its place now were the harsh lessons of the real world.
The past can be escaped only by embracing something better.
I do labor – it’s part of the process. Writing is no easier today than it was in the beginning: writing well is very hard to do. Always.
I personally think that most people, most of the time, do the right thing. I just believe this. Otherwise, the world would be chaos, and it’s not.