Become My Friend And You Embrace A

Liadan," He Said, Staring Intently At The Ground. "yes," I Whispered. "don't Wed That Man Eamonn. Tell Him, If He Takes You, He's A Dead." --bran

Each Of My Novels Features A Protagonist Undertaking A Difficult Personal Journey. On The Way, Each Of These Characters - Mostly Female - Discovers Something About Herself And At The Same Time Makes An Impact On Other People's Lives.

I Do Not View Suicide As Wicked, Just Terribly Sad. There Is Only One Death, But It Is Like A Stone Cast Into A Pond - The Ripples Stretch Far. Such An Act Must Leave A Burden Of Sorrow, Guilt, Shame And Confusion On An Entire Family. A Natural Death, Such As My Father Suffered, Is Hard Enough To Deal With. A Decision To End One's Life Must Be Still More Devastating For Those Left Behind. I Cannot Imagine The Degree Of Hopelessness Someone Must Feel To Contemplate Such An Act.

He And I…we Share A Bond. Not Love, Exactly. It Goes Beyond That. He Is Mine As Surely As Sun Follows Moon Across The Sky. Mine Before Ever I Knew He Existed. Mine Until Death And Beyond.

You Are... You're Like A Beating Heart. A Glowing Lamp. I've Never Met Anyone Like You Before.