Writing is a bit like going on a diet; you should either tell everyone or no one.

Always she had sounded sympathetic, always she had appeared to understand. But inside there was a bit of her that said that they couldn’t have tried hard enough. If Celia had a daughter who was...

Stop thinking like Alice in Wonderland, Celia told herself sternly. You’re a grown-up, it’s no use shutting your eyes, wishing things would happen

I’ll understand if you don’t want me. But I will be heartbroken. You are all I ever dreamed of and hoped for. You are much, much more. Please know that I didn’t think I was...

Her bed felt huge and empty now, and when she slept, she did so with her arm around a pillow. She dreamed of him almost every night, sometimes good dreams of happy days and joyful...

She soon called a halt to the work. Judy’s great success was that she stopped her helpers before they got tired.

But an intelligent man like you would know that to live in an unrealistic hope is a very foolish way to spend a life.” – Lena Gray