Nothing Comes Without A Price.

Brilliant Minds Make Errors, Brave Souls Falter, Kind Hearts Leave Scars. We Are None Of Us Perfect, But We're All Perfectly Human.

I Do Not View Suicide As Wicked, Just Terribly Sad. There Is Only One Death, But It Is Like A Stone Cast Into A Pond - The Ripples Stretch Far. Such An Act Must Leave A Burden Of Sorrow, Guilt, Shame And Confusion On An Entire Family. A Natural Death, Such As My Father Suffered, Is Hard Enough To Deal With. A Decision To End One's Life Must Be Still More Devastating For Those Left Behind. I Cannot Imagine The Degree Of Hopelessness Someone Must Feel To Contemplate Such An Act.

I've Loved Fairytales, Folklore And Mythology Since I Was A Small Child, And I Think It Was Inevitable That They Would Influence My Style And My Development Of Stories.

Don't You Long For Something Different To Happen, Something So Exciting And New It Carries You Along With It Like A Great Tide, Something That Lets Your Life Blaze And Burn So The Whole World Can See It?

She Seemed Fragile Like A Moonflower – Destined To Bloom For A Single Lovely Night, And Then To Fade And Fall.