I Thought I'd Explained It

But What If It Were You? What If You Were Stuffed In A Human Body And Let Loose On This Planet Only To Find Yourself Lost Among Your Own Kind? What If You Were Such A Good Person That You Tried To Save The Life That You'd Taken That You Almost Died Trying To Get Her Back To Her Family? What If You Then Found Yourself Surrounded By Violent Aliens Who Hated You And Tried To Hurt You And Tried To Murder You Over And Over Again? What If You Just Kept Doing Whatever You Could To Save And Heal People Despite That? Wouldn't You Deserve A Life Too? Wouldn't You Have Earned That Much?

I Had The Easiest Publishing Experience In The Entire World. I Sent Out Fifteen Courier Letters To Agents, Got Five No Replies, Nine Rejections And One I Want To See It. A Month Later I Had An Agent. Another Month Later I Had A Three Book Deal With Little Brown.

And Then... As You Were Sleeping, You Said My Name. You Spoke So Clearly, At First I Thought You'd Woken. But You Rolled Over Restlessly And Mumbled My Name Once More, And Sighed. The Feeling That Coursed Through Me Then Was Unnerving, Staggering. And I Knew I Couldn't Ignore You Any Longer.

There S A Difference Between Being In Love And Being In Love With The Idea Of Love.

If This Is How You’re Going To React, I’ll Freak Out More Often.