First they ignore you, then they ridicule you, then they fight you, and then you win.
Friendship is born at the moment when one man says to another “What! You too? I thought that no one but myself . . .
You may say I’m a dreamer, but I’m not the only one. I hope someday you’ll join us. And the world will live as one.
To live is the rarest thing in the world. Most people exist, that is all.
You only live once, but if you do it right, once is enough.
A room without books is like a body without a soul.
Do what you can, with what you have, where you are.
If you tell the truth, you don’t have to remember anything.
You can never get a cup of tea large enough or a book long enough to suit me.
This always feels like it happens sooner than I expect, but here it is. The pre-order of Stag and the Ash is up on Amazon.
Meanwhile, I’ve been planning Adder and Willow, the next installment in The Rowan Harbor Cycle, as well as a certain secret project that shall remain nameless until way closer to completion. (hint: there may be witches and a coffee shop involved.)
Hope everyone’s having a fabulous weekend!