Lifes like a painters palette, just when you've got everything worked out the colours change
Piddly Poems for ChildrenI'd far rather leave a thought behind me than a child. Other people can have children.
A Passage to IndiaFinally someone takes me seriously enough to ask for my word of honor, and it’s a villain.
Remalna's ChildrenIf everywhere you go everyone watches you, and wants you, can you truly be yourself?
Remalna's ChildrenTrain your Children with Patience, Correct them in Love, Don't Discipline them out of hatred
Risk It, Be DifferentMy children don’t even know my name, and it’s no excuse that they haven’t even been born yet.
This Book Has No TitleRich children are always blond, Jocelyn goes. It has to do with vitamins.
A Visit from the Goon SquadFamilies hold each other in an iron grip of definition. One must break the grip, somehow.
The Widow's ChildrenNo one ever does live happily ever after, but we leave the children to find that out for themselves.
Wolves of the CallaWhat are the lessons intended in the stories we tell to our children today?
The Wisdom Huntress: Anthology of Thoughts and Narrations