I Think You're All Mad.

The Trouble With Magic Is That There's Too Much It Just Can't Fix. When Things Go Wrong, Glimpsing Junkyard Faerie And Crows That Can Turn Into Girls And Back Again Doesn't Help Much. The Useful Magic's Never At Hand. The Three Wishes And The Genies In Bottles, Seven-league Boots, Invisible Cloaks And All. They Stay In The Stories, While Out Here In The Wide World We Have To Muddle Through As Best We Can On Our Own.

Compromise Is Necessary So Long As You Never Give Up Who You Are. That Isn't Compromise; That's Spiritual Death. You Have To Remain True To Yourself.

Children Are The Brightest Treasures We Bring Forth Into This World, But Too Large A Percentage Of The Population Continues To Treat Them As Inconveniences And Nuisances, When They're Not Treating Them As Possessions Or Toys.

To Me There's No Difference Between Writing Ya And Adult Except That In Ya I Make The Book A Little Shorter And The Protagonists Are Teens. The Difference Is In The Readers.

I Want To Touch The Heart Of The World And Make It Smile.