Los Angeles is a sprawl of broken dreams and lost opportunities, disconnected souls and entertainment junkies. The sunny skies and graceful palms don't redeem jammed roadways to nowhere.

Oh, the joys of baseball, manly men in tight pants.

Don't we all look back in longing, those of us who had happy childhoods? Because the greatest loss we ever know is not the loss of family or place or money, it is the loss of innocence. There is forever a hollow place in our hearts once we realize that darkness rings the campfire.

There's nothing quite so irritating to an author as a family member's easy confidence that, of course, the book will come.

One of the fruits of longevity is establishing a reputation you may not deserve.

Mary Daheim writes with wit, wisdom, and a big heart. I love her books.

Gripping. Fascinating. Entrancing. The Vesuvius Isotope is 2013's Top Thriller!