And she was terribly aware that she was alive. Not just living and breathing, but ...alive.
Simply LoveWords can be powerful allies. Or enemies
Songs of Love and Death: All-Original Tales of Star-Crossed LoveYou can do without sleep or without food, but not without both and sleep wasn't an option.
Magic GravesBut I couldn't stop there. The call of adventure was much stronger and more inviting.
The Mute's Soliloquy: A MemoirSnow falling soundlessly in the middle of the night will always fill my heart with sweet clarity
Missin' (Novel)Edinburgh is a great big black bastard of a city where there are ghosts of all kinds.
Ma Polinski's PocketsHistory will remember this," she says. "I do not need to.
Madame Tussaud: A Novel of the French RevolutionMy father used to say there are two kinds of people: the noticers and the noticed
The Mountain StoryMy father used to say there are two kinds of people. The notices and the noticed.
The Mountain Story