...writing stories was always a bit like falling in love with a stranger and running off to Marrakech for a long weekend. It didn't have to be successful to be thrilling.

“Love is a rebellious bird that no one can tame”

“I will write my way into another life.”

“Perhaps you are right. In another setting it would be ridiculous, too grand. In…”

“Hope is a horrible thing, you know. It's a plague. It's like walking around wit…”