“{She} considered mentioning...how she, to, was all alone. But it didn't matter. So many stupid ways to live and die. She felt a shift inside herself at the thought, a letting go...she had reached a limit now and was moving… — Michael Knight Copy Share Image
“It was always with her now, that sadness, like one of those rare orchids you saw clinging to jungle branches on TV, always blooming in her at unexpected moments, and even on the move, scuffing down the hall toward Doodle's… — Michael Knight Copy Share Image
“He could not have explained the intensity of his attraction to {her}, that blissful ache that welled up in his chest at the sight… — Michael Knight Copy Share Image
“I can tell you this: there will be other girls, other disasters. And there will be nights to come, his life mostly behind him,… — Michael Knight Copy Share Image
“Like the long gone captains of the Confederacy, he stood watch at the edge of Dauphin Island, his old life just out of sight… — Michael Knight Copy Share Image
“{She} considered mentioning...how she, to, was all alone. But it didn't matter. So many stupid ways to live and die. She felt a shift… — Michael Knight Copy Share Image
“Good writing is made up of characters who are bigger than their circumstances.” — Michael Knight Copy Share Image
“It was always with her now, that sadness, like one of those rare orchids you saw clinging to jungle branches on TV, always blooming… — Michael Knight Copy Share Image
