I have wanted to write from a young age, but working with so many gifted authors and editors over the years has taught me so much. I doubt I would be where I am today without that amazing experience.

Having been an editor for more than a decade, I thought I had a good idea of how much work was involved in writing a novel. I was wrong! Writing is a lot harder than I ever imagined - but worth it.

I received so many positive comments about the quotes that I decided to continue to use them in my novels.

I've managed to include only enough historical detail to give the "flavor" of the time period while keeping the characters and story focal.

In fact, with each of my novels I have been surprised by something that happens that I had not thought of beforehand.

My hope is that my novels reflect the reality of a world where good and evil exist, imperfect people make mistakes, but a perfect Heavenly Father offers forgiveness and second chances.

Come to think of it, she did not speak a word. Yet I could have sworn she had the most beautiful voice.

How rough your hands still are.”Embarrassed, she made to pull them away, but he held them fast. “Yet never have I longed to kiss any woman’s hands as I long to kiss these.

I remember everything about you, Miss Macy. Every moment between us—the good and the bad.” He chuckled dryly. “Though I prefer to linger on more recent pleasant moments.

Shut the front door!” Jenna exclaimed.Andrew disappeared into the foyer, and when he returned, his eyebrows were furrowed in confusion. “The door is shut?

You just became the most interesting person at this party. I don't think anyone here has worked an honest day in their lives.

The more I love the person, the more rejection I recieved.

There was something tragic in a friendship so colored by romance.

Our thoughts and imaginations are the only real limits to our possibilities

Many of us do not continue to grow spiritually because we prefer to choose on the basis of our rights, instead of relying on God to make the choice for us.

Commuting in a wheelchair is not easy. I live in a very old part of Rome. These cobbles everywhere... terrible! In London, it is the same. Every pavement is uneven.

She had a body that even I coveted in a strictly Platonic sense.

Maiden, that read'st this simple rhyme, Enjoy thy youth, it will not stay; Enjoy the fragrance of thy prime, For oh, it is not always May!

Light has spread, and even bayonets think.