The fuzzy boundary lines between different readership ages have always puzzled me, so these days I just write what comes, and assume I can fix the mess later with an editor's help. — Julie Berry Copy Share Image
“All the miles, all the hours, watching, waiting, hunting, pretending. God had heard his prayers and brought him to this moment.” — Julie Berry Copy Share Image
“Like the clanging of the bell, the truth crashes in upon me. At last I understand. He took away my voice to save me.… — Julie Berry Copy Share Image
“I wouldn't have believed that after so much pain, my heart could still handle this kind of joy.” — Julie Berry Copy Share Image
“I didn't know what words to use until my hand wrote them, though as I wrote, I saw every color, heard the singing bird,… — Julie Berry Copy Share Image
“I don't condone killing, but if killing happens anyway, then I think women go about it much more sensibly. Leave it to men to… — Julie Berry Copy Share Image
“Home was each other. Not walls, but the adventure of the search to find them.” — Julie Berry Copy Share Image
