The Sound Of The King's

Things Are Not At All What They Seem To Be: Oh No, Not At All.

If I Am Just Home And Writing, I Become Very Strange.

Edward Knew What It Was Like To Say Over And Over Again The Names Of Those You Had Left Behind. He Knew What It Was Like To Miss Someone. And So He Listened. And In His Listening, His Heart Opened Wide And Then Wider Still. (page 103)

I Think I'm Succinct To The Point Of Trying To Write The Two-word Novel. Editing My Work Almost Never Means Taking Anything Out But Rather Adding, Because I'm Always Stripping Down. I Tend To Under-write Rather Than Over-write.

I Am Single And Childless, But I Have Lots Of Friends And I Am An Aunt To Three Lovely Children.