“She opened her eyes once again and let them drift across the scene laid out before her like a page from a storybook. Inky blackness hung above them as though painted in impasto in an opaque Prussian Blue. The impression… — Ella J. Fraser Copy Share Image
“Embrace it. Live it. Life's too short. Even looking at it from my end, when I've had more chances than many, I wish--actually even… — Ella J. Fraser Copy Share Image
“One of the greatest gifts we can give someone is our undivided attention--a thought that whispers constantly in the ear of any author who… — Ella J. Fraser Copy Share Image
“Books are like horcruxes--without all the evil--because a piece of the author goes into each one.” — Ella J. Fraser Copy Share Image
“She opened her eyes once again and let them drift across the scene laid out before her like a page from a storybook. Inky… — Ella J. Fraser Copy Share Image
“Over the course of seventy years, Isobel had learned how indiscriminately unkind Life could be. She also knew that cataloguing and reviewing examples of… — Ella J. Fraser Copy Share Image
“I couldn’t very well make a special delivery to the door of the constabulary now could I? And he’d have made the perfect scapegoat.… — Ella J. Fraser Copy Share Image
