Killing Is Easy," Said Mo,

A Book Always Keeps Something Of Its Owner Between Its Pages.

So What? All Writers Are Lunatics!

If You Keep Pretending You're In That Book, It Will Make You Not Want To Live In The Life You're In.

He Longed For The Deep As She Longed For The Night Sky And For White Lilies Floating On Water -- Although She Still Tried To Convince Herself That Love Alone Could Feed Her Soul.

So It's Happened, I Kept Thinking, You're In The Middle Of A Story Exactly As You've Always Wanted, And It's Horrible. Fear Tastes Quite Different When You're Not Just Reading About It, Meggie, And Playing Hero Wasn't Half As Much Fun As I'd Expected.