T.H. moved through the forest like the melody of a well-known song, in perfect harmony with his surroundings.

Music’s the soundtrack of my life and has been since I was a teenager. There’s always music. If I’m not playing it, I’m listening to it. With my writing…sometimes it inspires a story, sometimes it highlights something I’m working on, sometimes it simply helps me stay in the narrative mood.

Stone walls confine a tinker; cold iron binds a witch; but a musician's music can never be fettered, for it lives first in her heart and mind.

Stone walls confine a tinker; cold iron binds a witch; but a musician's music can never be fettered, for it lives first in her heart and mind.

The thing with pretending you're in a good mood is that sometimes you can.

When all's said and done, all roads lead to the same end. So it's not so much which road you take, as how you take it.