A Moment Might Be A Thousand Different

...bleak Territory Of The Heart.

It Wasn't Right. He Knew That, But It Was Like Falling: Once You Started You Couldn't Stop Until Something Stopped You.

Your Understanding Of A Place Changes The Longer You Stay; You Discover More, And Your Own Life Gets Woven Into The Fabric Of The Community.

Writing Is Always A Process Of Discovery—i Never Know The End, Or Even The Events On The Next Page, Until They Happen. There’s A Constant Interplay Between The Imagining And Shaping Of The Story.

This Is What He Knew That Paul Didn't: The World Was Precarious And Sometimes Cruel. He'd Had To Fight Hard To Achieve What Paul Simply Took For Granted.